['.~VoidRunner~.']

(I'll try it!XD)

Your Name: '.~Void Runner~.'
Horse's Name:Autiomaa Ruusu(Means Desert Rose in Finnish)
Height: 15.3h
Gender: Mare
Your written entry:
The sound of our thundering hooves rocked the Earth beneath us. She was in front, leading us away in our effort to run from them. He was behind me, seeming to keep us in our little huddle. My neck stung terribly, but I ignored it. It was stupid of me to wander slightly away from them. It could have killed me. I heard their yips, and chattering, and it just made me more frantic. Were they going to get us? Suddenly, I heard a loud, horrified scream. I looked ahead to see 3 of them ganging up on her. My mother. The lead mare. She went down, and the rest of them leaped over her, and attempted to scatter. Everyone but him. My father. The Lead stallion. He lunged at them, trying to scare them from my mother. It worked, they ran as he rose up, and smashed into one of them, killing it. It was too late. She was dead. We moved around slowly. The Coyotes were gone, I hoped. I couldn't help but nuzzle her. She was gone, but I couldn't understand. Why did they have to kill her? Why couldn't they have killed me? She looked nothing like me! She blended in, not me! I lowered my head, my long hair making a whispering noise as the sand and wind whistled through it. My soft muzzle touched her side. But I couldn't stay there long. We had to go because they were back. Why couldn't they leave us alone? There were only 4 now at least. They weren't even fast. We soon outran them, and slowed. The sun lowered over the mountains of sand in the distance. I lowered my head and started eating the succulent grass after pushing the sand with my nose for a minute or so. We'd been traveling so long, my legs were weary, and I begged for sleep. I was still shocked she was gone, but I couldn't be for much longer if I wanted to live. It was such life in a herd like this. One falls, you run on. You can't look back or you'll trip, too.
As night soon came upon the herd, sweeping our eyes into an even more tired state, we formed a circle around the foals and injured mares. They took 1 of our herd, and injured 2. The wind picked up as the light faded, tossing the biting particles against our rumps. Our tail little protection against it. I lowered my head, slightly, trying to sleep without the tearing sand cutting across my face. I couldn't succeed. The low howls in the far distance kept me alert, forcing my body to stay awake. It's been like this for days.

The next morning was better, at least. I got water down my throat. We came upon a rather big watering hole with grass and other small plants growing around it's edges. This didn't last long, fore, we quickly picked up a quick canter, and moved across the sand once more. This was what we did everyday. Drank if we could, ate if we could, then ran all day. Stopped at night to sleep if we could, woke up, drank if we could, ate if we could, then ran... I loved running. Feeling the wind whip through my long white and black streaked mane. I loved feeling it. I squinted my eyes against the wind, and lifted my chin up, giving a low, ringing nicker. Such was life in a herd: if one falls, don't look back, or you may trip, too...

[Arabianwolflove]

Your Name:
Arabianwolflove
Horse's Name:
Flicka (I just picture her as a free, wild soul
Height:
15.3h
Gender:
Female
Your written entry:
In my Hoof Steps
The sun rises in the west as I get to my hooves. I rear up and stretch my muscles to prepare for the day. I go down back to Earth before I buck to stretch out my legs, I’ll be needing them today.
Breakfast is the small meal of grass and what little water we find. We search for miles just for breakfast let alone for the rest of the day. As breakfast comes to an end, I wonder from my herd in search of an adventure. I have no idea what I will find for today, or even find something at all. Most days, nothing is happening. But as the wind starts to pick up, sand flies in my face and I soon can't see a thing. I keep running though, I don't really know why I did.

[Neara]

congrats Chasing i loved how true to hose sociology your story was especially the part where the leader was glaring at him that made me laugh xpp cuz it's so true.

Void runner your story was also a great story. I love how you ended it and repeated the phrase "you can't look back, or you might trip too", it's a good life lesson but your story seemed so lonely and meaningless (made the horses lives seem meaningless).

everyone else did a great job too im happy i got to read them ^^

[Chasing Dreams]

Thank you so much Neara :D
I'll take great care of him <33