by puppy176 » Sun Jan 08, 2012 12:18 pm
Mist had heard a howl.it sounded like forest.
But the rain hit to hard that it was sores hard to hear.
She got up on all fours,and coughed.she had been getting really cold.she had to find somewhere warm to.sleep or else if she didn't she would get namonia.
She was scared she wanted to go home.she then found herself near her-was the stream flooding badly it came very close to her,which it was very deep.
She got up and started running,but the water was quicker.the stream went under her paws and made her trip.she tried to get up but it was too late,she wasn't dead though but,the water swooped her away.she tried swimming towards a rock but the water was way to.fast.it.almost seemed like it was an ocean.
Atleast it wasn't at camp.the waves were to fast and big for her to get away.she needed help badly.all you could see was part of her chest,back head,and tail.
Jar Of Broken Hearts<3Horses are my passion.
I will ride and ride til I die.Horses are wonderful,
And is one of the best gifts you could ever recive.
My trainer says I'm a natural born rider.
And I will keep my promise to ride horses forever until the holy spirit,
Calls my name.