Role Play Game - Crystal Clear Stables

Horse
Name: Princess
Gender: filly
Age: 4 months
Breed: Florida Cracker
Color: looks like shiny porclein
Personality: kind,clumsy,sweet,loving
Wish: to belong somewhere for once in her life

Arinya saw the little filly wandering aimlessly around.She trotted up to her and nickered whats your name little one?

Princess loked up through a messs of wild bangs and nickered "Princess." She looked at the green open fields wondering where all the horses where. She looked back at the other hore wondering.

After encountering the piebald fawn Honey continued to trot further into the forest. The grade of the hill sharpened, and Honey found herself facing a rough journey downhill. She crested the first two downward slops with ese, but the last would be harder. Honey reached the edge and peared down. The hill was littered with fallen pine and boulders.

Princess fell down over a clump of grass. She nickered.

Honey began her unsure journey down the slope. She checked and rechecked the placement of her hooves as she made her way down. It was slow goings, but within an hour Honey had made it halfway down. Ahead of her lie a charred and toppled pine suspended in place by two large boulders. Once Honey reached this pine she leaned against it and caught her breath.

Arinya nickered thats a pretty name mine is Arinya.

Princess nickered "ok." She looked around unsure.

Aninya nickered "Do you want to come with me to meet our herd leader to see if he will let you join the herd?"

Princess nickered yes please! She looked at Arinya happily and hopefuly.

Arinya led Princess to Spirit and looked at him with hopefull eyes.

Princess folllowed eagerly. She stoped and looked at the bigger stallion.

Arinya nickered to Princess this is our leader ask him your question.

Princess looked at her. She looked at the stallion. She nickered to him can i join your herd? She looked at him waiting for an answer.

Arinya stepped back awaiting Spirits answer.

Princess tepped forward feeling braver now. She looked at him her eyes watching and waiting.

Honey began her unsure journey down the slope. She checked and rechecked the placement of her hooves as she made her way down. It was slow goings, but within an hour Honey had made it halfway down. Ahead of her lie a charred and toppled pine suspended in place by two large boulders. Once Honey reached this pine she leaned against it and caught her breath.

Once Honey was rested she made her way around th fallen log and continued down the mountain. The light was fading fast and there was no hope that she would make it down while there was still traces of amber glow. Within an hour the moon crested the tree line, covering the land in a silver hue. Honey was exhausted and decided to stop for the night. Resting would be risky business: lie down and risk rolling down the hill, or catch snippets of sleep while standing. She didn't like the idea but it was the only option that she had. Honey slipped into a restless sleep.

She slept, listlessly and in the distance a preditor crept closer. Slient as the night, quick as the wind it glided closer. When it was just yards from Honey it crouched upon its haunches and readied itself for attack. Its shoulder blades rose and fell in practiced precision as it crept closer still.