Rose trotted at first, and then held her head up, and sped to a full gallop. Sand flew from the ground as she galloped, sending a shrill neigh to the sky, sending a message to all near enough to hear: This was her land. Her mane whipped around her neck, sending her to a bucking frenzy before she slowed to a graceful canter, stopped abrutly atop a large rock, over looking a bit of this desalent land she had just claimed as her own, a place to start a herd and live her life. With a small sigh, her ears perked, scanning the terrain.
Subject: Gypsy Rose's Territory 
Wed Oct 29, 2008 12:38 am