by DappleSpring » Sat May 12, 2012 2:49 pm
Rylee cantered swiftly alongside a river, and then parted ways with it to sprint across open fields. She stopped when she finally came across any scent of other horses, and put up a guarded stance. She slowed to trot, and whinied, kicking her back legs up because she felt good.
Ama watched the other horse canter along, and stayed back a bit, and headed the opposite direction. She was doing the opposite thing, as well, because she didn't want to run across a stallion. The thought made her uneasy, and subconsciously she let out an indignant snort.