P.rophet

[ღ Ruby]

Aye, the time has come, for the gorgeous palomino stallion to search for a mate worthy of him

Ebon daggers pierced the ground as the bodice of the golden equine made his way towards the center of the large valley. Grassy hills surrounded and pierced the sky above them. Large thickets of trees were abundent in this part of the valley. Low snorts were given off from his chasms, forelock being blown out of the way by the whick of speed he was traveling. Silks and ribbons of champange hue whipped furiously about him, his muscles surrounding his extract and perfect bodice. He halted, neatly formed hoof pawing the solid ground, a loud nicker escaping his vocals, calling forth a mate

(sorry guys, writers block right now lol)

[lindsi]

As I spoke, you will hear my tone sweet and low. You might see me look away, maybe, just maybe I heard something no one else could?

Do you belive my? A tear drop falling? or nothing? what do you say? I belive in myself to go, to go father then everyone else.

A young henne femme stood along the hills, Dark mane flowing behide her. Brushing her barrel was her blowing banner. Tossing her dalicate tiara around every where. Spotting the bronic she thingyed her head. Why is he here? She thought. Oh well I guess i'll see if he would like to talk. Slowing walking down the slope, she let a soft lyric to him. Telling him she was near.