Meeting with a friend

[manda]

Naz trotted toward the Gathering Fountain at a brisk and happy trot. She was keeping her promise and meeting up with Swede. She let out a sweet call to Swede and to her new stallion, Black Magic. She walked over to the water which was frozen over with a thin layer of ice. She pawed at it and broke away the ice from a small section. She lowered her muzzle and took a small crink of the icy water. As the icy water slid down her throat it stung with the cold. She lifted her muzzle and trotted over to a tree. She waited there for Swede and black Magic to arrive.

[flyff]

A handsome black stallion came into Gathering Fountain at a smooth, steady canter, gazing rather curiously around him. He was new to the land and had not yet been to this place... however, the so-called "fountain" was frozen over with ice, that his beautiful lead mare seemed to be picking at.

"A jolly afternoon, Milady," he said, a broad grin on his face. "Remind me again, my dear, why we have come to this place? What were you saying about a friend?"

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A chestnut mare wandered at an amble in no particular direction. All through fall, she had been wandering and wondering throughout the various Gathering Places... trying to figure out what exactly was it that kept mares out of the Circle 'O Stallions, and vice versa with Mare Lake? Or what exactly was it that kept predators and stallions, and mares without foals, from entering Foal Fields? This land was a fascinating place full of mystery, for her. She was almost absolutely sure that she would be content merely wandering the gathering places for the rest of her life, trying to figure them out.

However, she had always been checking back at Gathering Fountain regularly... it was no use studying where the water of the fountain came from now that it was all frozen over, but she still awaited the day when Naz came back, a mare in a herd.

When she heard a call that came unmistakably from her friend, she galloped towards where it came from, and caught sight of the familiar blue roan and a much larger, pitch-black stallion.

[manda]

Naz smiled at Black Magic as he arrived and walked over to him. She nuzzled him and then spoke. "I made a promise to a friend that I would find a herd and then come back here to meet up with her. She wanders around without a herd, but she is still very nice. Her name is Swede." Naz watched as Swede came toward the Gathering Fountain and trotted over to her. She nuzzled her and then spoke. "Hello Swede. How are you? This is my stallion." Naz motioned toward Black Magic and then walked over to his side. "Black Magic, this is my friend Swede. Swede, this is my stallion Black Magic. I hope that the two of you will get along well." Naz nuzzled Black Magic and then stood there.