09-07-2015, 11:03 PM
sometimes things fall apart so that better things can fall together
tetanurae had seen the sky before, but to her it had never been this pale a blue. It was as if the heavens opened themselves to the sky and let the clouds fly free from the gates. She breathed in slowly taking in the air on this beautiful day. She wanted to see if she could first find water then find food, and hoped she would not have to run into anyone. Even though teta was an extrovert, she did not like other horses that much, unless she felt like they had a connection, it was just another brainless horse doomed to walk the circle of life with her. She sniffed the wind, checking for any signs of other horses, which was hard to tell by the direction of the wind, which was blowing in her face. She rolled her eyes at the inconvenience.
the tall grass she stood on was already annoying her, and now to annoy her even more the wind blew her mane in her face. This 'beautiful' day seemed now to be more of a nuisance. She remembered one thing her mother told her once, "you can see a silver lining in not just clouds." she repeated the words softly and looked up at the sky again, searching in the clouds for faces, maybe a sign. Nothing. She repeated the sentence again looking harder before she saw a herd of horses race across the sky. The wind at that moment of course decided to blow harder and blew her mane into her eyes, blinding her for a few seconds, when she cleared her mane by bobbing her head, they were gone when she looked back up. Shoot. Probably just a figment of her imagination, she let out an annoyed whinny and started to walk across the field, her strawberry roan pelt looking like a wildfire from a distance.
her mother could have probably named her that, not only for her pelt, but her personality. Being loud, spreading her 'wisdom' on things. She walked slowly as the sun melted down on her, feeling as it was late morning, drifting into afternoon. She was lonely, but didn't want anyone near her, which was a weird feeling. As her heart for some company battled her brain which said it can fend for itself, you can see as to why she is a wildfire not only to other, but herself. She breathed in deep again, trying to cool herself and her nerves down. She found a small tree and decided to stand underneath it, it must only be a year old, but it was tall enough for her to stand under. She breathed once more and just tried to listen to the sound of the rustling grass.