09-28-2016, 07:55 AM
The black filly shivered. The mist was wet, and her coat was wet from falling into the stream. She hated how clumsy she is; it slows her down and gets her bullied. I give up. The decision rings through her head as she hangs her head low, not bothering to see whether anybody wants her. They wouldn't; not with the trait she currently didn't present that makes her appear on the brink of death. She figured it's why she ended up so clumsy - that it weakened the muscles in her legs somehow.
"I should just go lay down and die, shouldn't I?!" She shouts into the darkened skies, throwing her head up and snarling in frustration, creating a rasping noise instead. Her ears were back, and she pawed the ground weakly before collapsing to the ground, sighing as she muffles a painful sob.
"I should just go lay down and die, shouldn't I?!" She shouts into the darkened skies, throwing her head up and snarling in frustration, creating a rasping noise instead. Her ears were back, and she pawed the ground weakly before collapsing to the ground, sighing as she muffles a painful sob.