04-20-2016, 05:15 PM
Please Don't Take My Spotlight
Khalani had been traveling for a few days, searching for a new home. She stopped at the field when the scent of multiple horses ran threw her nares, there was fresh scents, stale scents, scents she lost after moving a few steps. This field had the most activity she has seen in a while and it kept her interest long enough to look around. With all these scents someone is bound to approach me she thought to herself. Khalani fed off attention; she needed the attention of other equines to keep sane, it made her happy. The mares amber champagne pelt glistened as the sun beat on her, although the sun was out the season was autumn and a cool breeze was constant. The mare raised her tail (like an arabian) and pranced around the field, she gave a whinny calling out to any of interest. She slowed to a halt as she looked around for another to approach her.
Khalani
@[Hasenel]