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Date Posted: 18:19:41 05/15/01 Tue
Author: Honest flyer
Subject: Sudden coldness comes upon the others as the dark figure emerges into few...her figure outlined by the setting sun...

*Her black body reflects the rays of the dimming sun as she rears high into the sky...tearing at the air....
*Her ears lay flat as she senses the domincence of many....the rope still hang taought around her neck from where it was put in hopes to catch the plains mare...
*Well known by the beasts they call humans she had once again escaped their grasp....once again she came with wounds of the fight...her black body relects the scars of years past and hey mane lay in a big tangle....she looks around at all the elegent mares and snorts in disguessed....not thinking they new lives harshness. Her ribs show nder the tight skin but the musceles ripple with power and strenght....she paws at the ground taking up hunks of dirt and grass....Her past isn't a pretty one...for she lived in fear of her life ever moment of her foal life....living where you had to take care of yourself or die as a weakling..she had learned early what it took to survive...learned to fight and kill if neccisary and to protect the ones she loved the most. Her heart, as wild as the wind suges with energy that most can not contain....can one tame this wild heart and the pure soul of the plains...or shall she stay an outsider ...fighting to be free and respected....
* she looks at all with chocolate orbs and shakes her massive head trying to rid herself of the dangling object around her neck which was starting to wear into her flesh....she turns just as the sun sets behind the hills and you see the last bullet hole she hopes to indure from the humans that long for her body, her soul and her wild and restless heart....blood trikles down her hock as she moves back into the darkness she calls her home...
*As you look agian....she is gone....pool of red hot blood stains the green grass and her hoof prints are left.....the hide, soul, heart and flesh of the mare is gone..for know untill someone trys to tame and soften her heart and soul.....who will it be? she doesn't know but for know she will not be seen in daylight....for she doesn't want any pitty taken....

Name- HOnest Flyer
breed- Fresian
Mare
5
Black
no markings

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