Post by Vantha {in college} on Dec 4, 2009 19:39:25 GMT -8
A dark blue roan mare walked along calmly. So this is where Pordor had moved? She sighed slightly, flicking her rich ebony banner over her hocks. Oh she knew who Pordor was, she'd lived with him for quite some time and bore his first filly Ara. Yes, she was Macha.
She'd left for a while to try and check up on her daughters but had failed to do so but had merely kept wandering, wondering if she should return to him. And since her hooves had taken her back to him it seemed she would stay.
She sighed slightly before giving voice to a low whinny. She wasn't as young as she used to be, she never would be either but it phased the roan mare little. Would he still accept her? The thought plagued her mind slightly, she had born him a fine filly, he shouldn't dare turn her out. She doubted the friesian would, but who knew. Things could have changed so she settled down to wait patiently.
She'd left for a while to try and check up on her daughters but had failed to do so but had merely kept wandering, wondering if she should return to him. And since her hooves had taken her back to him it seemed she would stay.
She sighed slightly before giving voice to a low whinny. She wasn't as young as she used to be, she never would be either but it phased the roan mare little. Would he still accept her? The thought plagued her mind slightly, she had born him a fine filly, he shouldn't dare turn her out. She doubted the friesian would, but who knew. Things could have changed so she settled down to wait patiently.