Shira whinnied and trotted around the plains and then headed towards a small river.
Artec swished his tail he layed down and rolled in the thick grass.
“Don’t think I have any intention of caressing your cheek and saying I was wrong.. I will not weep and wonder what might have been. I’m sure you understand. Still… I’m proud of you, in a way. You’ve shown great conviction. Strength. Courage. All noble qualities. I should have killed you long ago.” - Haytham Kenway
She looked around, she was surrounded by mares. A Stallion had to come over at some point. She looked one of the mares, she didn't her name, but she was large and black. She smiled and carried on grazing.
Rose grazed near a bubbling stream. She swished her tail back and forth. Her coat shimmered in the sunlight, making it look even more cherry colored. She had her earsperked, but her eyes closed.
Robin galloped along, enjoying the nice weathered day.
The wagon rests in winter, the sleigh in summer, the horse never
She stamps a hoof hard on the ground. Rearing up and twisting her body in the air, she turned around and galloped into the distance until she came across a large black figure ..Could it be a stallion?.. She thought to herself. It's time to investigate, she trotted nearer the black horse, her head low.
Shira felt slightly crowded with so many mares. She turned and headed towards the wood's in a slow gentle canter.
Artec swished his tail and stood up he lifted his air and smelt mares close by and headed towards them.
“Don’t think I have any intention of caressing your cheek and saying I was wrong.. I will not weep and wonder what might have been. I’m sure you understand. Still… I’m proud of you, in a way. You’ve shown great conviction. Strength. Courage. All noble qualities. I should have killed you long ago.” - Haytham Kenway