Golden Ambition
Sept 23, 2008 12:00:31 GMT -5
Post by Dusty's Girl on Sept 23, 2008 12:00:31 GMT -5
Young, playful, and spirited. She was all three things rolled into one as she cantered into the terra of the young colt that she had met previously. Her golden hide gleamed in the light, her bright white mane rippling like falling snow. A toss of the head and a kick of the heels sent her galloping headlong through the forest of trees. A Golden Delight, she truly was. But of course anyone could just call her Delight. A pure and sweet neigh raced through her muzzle as she galloped and tossed her head.
Behind her trotted the older form of her sire. A red chestnut with white stockings and a white blaze, Rowdy was not in the mood for running and playing. He was older of course and he was desolute. His lovely little filly was growing up and not needing him as much, but he had no where to go, nowhere to roam to when she outgrew him. Maybe he could find a place as a Knight in a herd near her. He sighed softly and watched as she cavorted around playfully.
Behind her trotted the older form of her sire. A red chestnut with white stockings and a white blaze, Rowdy was not in the mood for running and playing. He was older of course and he was desolute. His lovely little filly was growing up and not needing him as much, but he had no where to go, nowhere to roam to when she outgrew him. Maybe he could find a place as a Knight in a herd near her. He sighed softly and watched as she cavorted around playfully.
