Post by dukeduke on Oct 24, 2008 8:57:17 GMT -5
Minute hooves clipped the grass delicately as the small horse pranced into her new herd's land. Hopefully that is. It might turn out that Strike had only hoped she would be welcomed. She sure hoped it would be so. She wanted a place to stay in safety. The darks attacked her constantly. Maybe because of her size. She scented a horse and she froze in her tracks. "Is that Kohia?" she asked cautiously looking up at Strike. After all, he was considerably bigger than she. When she looked forward again, she began to tremble. If that was Kohia, would she be welcomed? And if not, would she be in the middle of a tresspassing fight? No, certainly not, she could tell it wasn't a dark horse, and indeed that meant it was either light or neutral, neither of which in her opinion was too awfully dangerous. With this thought, she tossed her mane and waited for the appearence of the horse.