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Post by Alanna on Apr 26, 2008 16:10:43 GMT -5
Almost black legs parted the flaming red flowers as he trotted threw the field. His chin touched his muscled chest with his neck arched. Dark ears turned back to his mistress as a heavy flaxen forelock fell forward to cover his dark eyes. A snort was given and suddenly without permission he picked up his pace to a canter. The flowers became a sea of blurred red to the horse and rider. The warm sun above and cloudless sky made him coltish and his mistress willing to let him be so. Soon though a gentle tug was given on his rein and he slowed.
Arina patted River's neck as she looked around silently. The day was beautiful and she could see no dangers for miles around for now of course. Black eyes turned to the sky for a moment as a lone bird cried out. A small smile reached silent lips as the dark woman let her horse take on a gallop so they could reach a little section of trees and rest for a while.
Once she let her horse go reins noted and slipped in his bridle out of the way she sighed and sat down at the base of the tree. Black locks fell back as she leaned back against the rough bark of the tree. Legs crossed in a tailor set and boots settled on the ground next to her, she closed her eyes to rest them for a moment. Brown skin dappled with the light that shown threw the leaves as she rested. Silent as always.
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