Post by Hoofbeat on Dec 9, 2008 21:45:08 GMT -5
My hooves thundered over the ground, awaiting the first to enter my realm. My haunches dance over the terra to see a valley of wild horses beneath me. I whinny, they look up. My herd, were wild and that wasn’t hard to see, but any human would thrive for us. I turn the other way my herd on my tail, we were off to find a new home, free from the humans. The trek, exhausting. Each bodice covered in sweat. Eager to find a new home I walk on, mares and foals behind me. I stop and sniff the air, I could hear nothing but birds and other animals in the distance. The grass was green and there was enough to feed the whole herd for weeks. “Perfect”I mutter to myself. I canter on myself after telling the rest to stay behind. There was shade from the sun and a stream for water. I take a nice long sip of water, it trickles down my esophagus, oh that was good. I look around to see you. “Well have some its wonderful” I said offering some water to you. “Welcome to the wild, I’m Silver Spirit.” I say before calling my herd over. They come galloping over the crescent and stop at the bottom of the hill and graze. The sun gleamed on their bodies. “Please come along for the ride” I say to you “If you need anything just ask someone, your welcome to help yourself to what ever you need.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There are humans, humans of every different shape and size, but me they call me U N D O N E. I am the creator of this wonderful world, humans vs. the wild, who will win? It was all planned the wild meeting the rest of the world. Yes its different, but no one really cares much. All we know is that there’s us and them the wild. They were never to meet, but I have a feeling they will. My truck rattles up the dirt road. I look over to one side to see a silver stallion leading a herd of mares and foals. They were beautiful but don’t get it wrong they were dangerous. Cowboys were dare devils, that was for sure. I look to the other side of the truck to see you sitting next to me awaiting your arrival to the wild west. You have this look on your face, as if to say that’s what I want, a mustang, so wild yet so beautiful in every aspect. They say that wild horses live in a world different from our own, but when human meets wild, what exactly will happen? In unique Equine/Human RPG, only you decide.
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