Jezebelle wrote:Jezebelle.:Mare:.:Chestnut:.:Four:.:Hesitation/Glad:.:Loner:.
I study a hazy cremello sight in the distant watching Abercrombie and Fitch carefully, also. As I began to focus more, I could see Off Course's broad face clearly now, a bit distant from the foals. My eyes had suddenly lit up, without I having anything to do with it. It's like I was actually glad to see him. My swade pelt brushes past a tree, slipping in between the two colts, who have grown quite allot since a year. "Hello, Off Course." I nicker with a pleasant smile, and a warm greeting. My scarred up pelt has seemed to be drifting into a silky tan chestnut, for my mane. It stayed reddish. I studied the palomino colts beside me, glancing back and forth them, for the complexion looked more like their father, but their build was broad also, like mine.
Abercrombie wrote:Abercrombie.:Filly:.: Palomino:.:Yearling:.:Giddy:.:Foal:.
[i]I ram myself into Fitch, play fighting him a little, tossing my creamy white mane into the air, nipping at his forelock, and slightly rearing. He seeemd to have my father's complexion. Strong, handsome, and broad. He turned out to be a great brother too. I love him for that too. I toss my head over to find a cremello figure in the distance. Was it really? Yes, yes! I flicker my tail aside and hold it up slightly tossing my head around, giddily, pausing beside my brother, watching my mother come between us, also.[i]
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