Post by Nevvy on Jul 6, 2010 21:29:33 GMT -5
Hooves slapped the ground as she took a sharp turn, ears perked. The bi-colored mare was excited. Her wounds were finally healing and Pablo allowed her out here. She let out a joyful neigh, not really expecting to be answered as she reared before taking off again, banner and tassles being taken by the wind and whipping behind her. She was excited. She was tired of being walked around and then stuck in her stall. The sun shone above her joyfully. Summer was almost coming to an end and the air was getting cooler, which was making Flit spirited. She came to a sliding stop before jogging the fenceline, nostrils to the ground, looking for the best spot to graze. The day that had put her in the stall for days was fresh on her mind, but she tried to not think about it. Her stupid actions had hurt Caillou more, and she knew it. Her stupid actions had hurt her. Her heart panged at the thought of having hurt Caillou. But no, she could not think about that. Right now she was thinking about this wonderful clover she had found. She greedily snapped it up, not wanting anyone else to get it. This was HER clover. But soon she became bored. It wasn’t like she was starving. Far from it, actually. Daggers tore the ground again as she took off, energy still burning within her veins. She jogged up and down the fenceline, not really wanting to get anyone’s attention, just trying to burn off the nagging energy. She bucked before taking off again, throwing her head around before coming to rest near a fence post.[/blockquote]