Post by Apollo on Sept 13, 2006 19:30:34 GMT -5
Stead strides rocked the coloress czar over the low cresting hill. Pausing for a moment, the brute studied the terrain. Before him layed a forest of great tall Redwoods. Yet they were all the brightest silver, almost as if they had been made of chrome. Lifting his crown into the summer breeze, he inhaled deeply.The scent similar to vanilla soon filled his mind and a warm feeling sweeped over him.
He was home.
Exhaling, the scent left him, but still whirled around in his mind, forever reminding him he was home. With a gleeful snort, he brought his pillars up high, before flexing them tightly and letting his tough hooves sink back into the tissue like grass. Tossing his crown into the sky, his same hued optics contrasted against it, causing himself to look a lot like the cloud himself.
A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips, and soon his profile was washed with a soft grin. Soon his bod entered into the woods and the sun was blotched out from the branches. His back became painted with the bright rays and shaded spots, causing his black coat to resembled that of a spotted appaloosa's. Pausing in a small clearing, his true hue was restored. Yet the small grin had disappeared. Now actually he noticed how small his herd was. It was just himself and Dewstar. Dewstar?
A look of pure concern crossed his profile. Snorting deeply with concern, he scanned what he could of the silven forest. Tossing his crown, he raised it into the air and let out a sharp whinny. Calling for the one he loved, yet had not had the chance to request to be his mate and lead.
He was home.
Exhaling, the scent left him, but still whirled around in his mind, forever reminding him he was home. With a gleeful snort, he brought his pillars up high, before flexing them tightly and letting his tough hooves sink back into the tissue like grass. Tossing his crown into the sky, his same hued optics contrasted against it, causing himself to look a lot like the cloud himself.
A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips, and soon his profile was washed with a soft grin. Soon his bod entered into the woods and the sun was blotched out from the branches. His back became painted with the bright rays and shaded spots, causing his black coat to resembled that of a spotted appaloosa's. Pausing in a small clearing, his true hue was restored. Yet the small grin had disappeared. Now actually he noticed how small his herd was. It was just himself and Dewstar. Dewstar?
A look of pure concern crossed his profile. Snorting deeply with concern, he scanned what he could of the silven forest. Tossing his crown, he raised it into the air and let out a sharp whinny. Calling for the one he loved, yet had not had the chance to request to be his mate and lead.
