by Fat Unicorn » Mon May 30, 2011 4:26 pm
((I know, right? nuthin' like peeling potatoes. e_e))
Judas snorted, and stamped his left foreleg. "I come for no mare." he whinnied, he wasn't in love. Judas wasn't the lovey-dovey type.
The black stallion's coat shone, metallic, as the sun bore down on him, highlighting his roman cheekbones and lighting up his left eye to a light hazel.