Night Time Songs of Summer

*Obsidian* · 04-02-2014, 06:04 AM

Obsidian

It was a lovely last night of summer. Perfect for grazing on the prairie. Emerald Valley was her favorite grazing area, but with Olympus claiming it, she wasn?t too sure they?d not hunt her if she went to eat there. So until she met someone from there who said she was off the menu, she?d settle for other places. Strong molars crushed the grass busily, and she was glad it tasted good. She knew that only a season lay between herself and winter. Her sleep hide would grow out with thick fur, and she hoped she would be toasty enough this winter. She sighed? Rather dreamily. And maybe she?d have a big warm body to stand against this winter.

Mister tall, dark, and brooding, and absolutely dreamy from a mare?s point of view. The first equine she?d see in? years. A smell brushed her nose and her nostrils flared as her head lifted. She hadn?t smelled that since she was little. Foals. A foal, but no adult mare anywhere to be smelled. Not fresh at least. The spoor was old, nearly gone already. Curiosity bit her in the rump, and she started forward, head up and ears pricked. Dark blue eyes fell upon a small foal. She looked buckskin, golden body with dark points, main and tail. Stars reflected in the filly?s brown eye, the other hidden from sight.

Obsidian offered a soft whicker of greeting, stepping closer to investigate this newling. By her scent, she was only days old. A mother wouldn?t leave a healthy foal behind? Or at least, that was what she had thought? ?Hello? My name is Obsidian. What?s your name?? Soft voice was gentle, but deep down she was quashing the rising excitement at the sight of another horse. This year was getting better and better.

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