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Forest
Jun 21, 2013 2:52:50 GMT
Post by Admin on Jun 21, 2013 2:52:50 GMT
The forest, where horses come for protection, a secluded place to talk or birth their foals, and maybe just to be with nature.
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Forest
Jun 21, 2013 23:43:33 GMT
Post by aftershock on Jun 21, 2013 23:43:33 GMT
Emberstone stood in the shade of an evergreen tree, reddish brown tail flickering back and forth and swatting flies away. The big chestnut had his fill of grass for now and was relaxing in an attempt to cool down, there was a small river nearby but he was much more content in staying dry. The sun was already starting to go down, and he was already on high alert for any coyotes or cougars. He knew that a single cougar could take down a horse, though he was also aware that a horse of his stature could be safer in that situation.
Nero was also being lazy in the forest. He liked the sun much more however, and was laying down to try and catch as much heat as he could before it turned to night. The perlino colored stallion couldn't wait for more mares to float in, he was quite excited to try and make an attempt to start his own herd again. He had grown more experienced, and hopefully this year would be his year.
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