by broken* » Thu Feb 10, 2011 2:23 pm
(Ok...)
Tristan was fighting a horse when he heard Vela and saw the mare fall. He instantly reared and ran to the mare, nudging her neck softly with his muzzle. "Can you get up?" He said, standing by her, eyes looking around, every part of him showing that if any horse tried to get to Vela now, they'd wish they hadn;t.
--phoebe -- she/her -- pansexual--
