Now or Never

[Aziz]

The black and white figure drifted along the hilly terrain, the last encounter with white noise got him to move out of the forests, the stallion gave a whinnie as he cantered down the gully and to the river at the bottom, he was now ack in his small territory, the stallion churned the ground with his hoof before beginning to graze, his white mane flipped over to cover his deep sea eyes, the stallion lifted his head once more and flicked his tail in annoyance as flies swarmed over a dead deer killed by wolves, the stallion flared his nostrils and reared jumping into a canter abd into the river, there he drooped his neck and started to slurp up the cool water.

The stallion walked out of the water and started to trot in a display, legs high neck curved, this was a scene common in the morning, once done the stallion whinnied and lay down letting the sun heat his pelt.