by Stormborn » Sat Apr 18, 2015 7:54 am
The stallion wandered slowly, picking his way through the debris carefully. He flicked his tail, his ears darting around listening. He raised his head and stopped, hearing a whinny. Maybe that's another horse, with a human, he thought. Kotov started to quicken his pace before the ground became clear enough for him to canter. He spotted a pile of debris and whinnied loudly. He slowed to a trot, just in case. Stopping he whinnied again and pawed the ground, flicking his mane over to one side. How did he survive this? How? Kotov circled round the debris, snorting and whinnying. Every instinct told him to run but his heart said stay. Whinnying again he heard a reply, but a different one to the one that led him here.
I need older horses, the youngster thought as she galloped around, panicking. She whinnied and called out, desperate. Her white coat was covered in dirt which blended with her dark spots. Her hind legs were splattered with blood from a cut. Suddenly Wonderland had to stop. She dropped her head, her sides heaving as she struggled for what clean air she could get. Ears back she felt them swing forward when she heard a whinny. She called back, and pulled herself to walk toward it. She hoped it was older horses, horses that could help her and maybe humans. She needed help.