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Post by mackenzie on Mar 7, 2012 14:06:22 GMT -5
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His fine physique covered the ground quickly as he galloped through the cool greens and blues of the forest. He had returned after a long trip abroad to grow up and find himself. He had many adventures, but MUSTANG had called to his heart.
As he dodged and weaved between the pines, he thought about equines he'd met. His bachelor herd had been perhaps his most loyal and adventurous pack. He had been with them for his second and third year of life. But when he turned four he felt a yearning for something more... for something delicate... for something that was his opposite... He yearned to find that one soul that matched his. And so he had come to a land that was free and one that perhaps hid those who were hard to find, hard to convince, and sometimes hard to love. But love was his goal. He had seen his parents relationship, one that was loving and committed. He wanted to find that with someone, and together build their own herd.
And so he slowed to a trot as he came to the more open air of the Aspens and the small meadow beyond them. He raised his fine muzzle and breathed in deep, trying to pick up any scent within the area. He snorted, for the scent of the pines masked anything in the area. He whinnied, and walked forward. Perhaps if he wandered far enough he might stumble into something wonderful.
Armado :: 4 year old Dapple Gray TB/A/AT Stallion
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