10-14-2017, 07:48 PM
Jah-Lilah
someday, we will foresee obstacles
You sit there in your heartache, waiting on some beautiful boy.
My red mare found herself playing along the edge of the river, absently pawing the surface of the water. She loves the water. She splashes and makes bubbles, smiling to no one. She is lost in memories this evening. The grass is green, the stream is warm after being bathed in sunlight all day, and she is content. She is remembering the moments in these common lands with her family.
They had been separated and reunited, made love, made enemies. She had helped raise two boys near this very river, and though they've grown and now they're gone, she was part of their lives and thankful for it. One was mad at her and the other was mad at the world. They'll be alright though, the pair of them. Just like their parents, the Wolf and the Wind. They'll get back home eventually. She thought of the new filly in her life, how special and perfect she was. She felt the strange inkling that soon she'd be nursing another, within a year's time. She could only await the dreams from the Earth-Mother. The love and fire she had for her mates burned so fiercely within her, she couldn't wait to contribute her own offering to the family. Her and Spirit-in-the-Sky had finally broken the barrier that Wolf-of-the-Water had crossed so long ago, and everything felt complete.
She relents, allowing the bubbles on the water's surface to float lazily away. She exhales, still wearing a grin. Her muzzle dips low to sip from the river. Once she's quenched her thirst, she turns and finds an especially lush patch of clover, she'd been having a terrible craving for their blossoms lately. She proceeds to dine, surrounded by the comforting glow and flash of her electricity and her fireflies.
You think he'll save you from your old ways?
My red mare found herself playing along the edge of the river, absently pawing the surface of the water. She loves the water. She splashes and makes bubbles, smiling to no one. She is lost in memories this evening. The grass is green, the stream is warm after being bathed in sunlight all day, and she is content. She is remembering the moments in these common lands with her family.
They had been separated and reunited, made love, made enemies. She had helped raise two boys near this very river, and though they've grown and now they're gone, she was part of their lives and thankful for it. One was mad at her and the other was mad at the world. They'll be alright though, the pair of them. Just like their parents, the Wolf and the Wind. They'll get back home eventually. She thought of the new filly in her life, how special and perfect she was. She felt the strange inkling that soon she'd be nursing another, within a year's time. She could only await the dreams from the Earth-Mother. The love and fire she had for her mates burned so fiercely within her, she couldn't wait to contribute her own offering to the family. Her and Spirit-in-the-Sky had finally broken the barrier that Wolf-of-the-Water had crossed so long ago, and everything felt complete.
She relents, allowing the bubbles on the water's surface to float lazily away. She exhales, still wearing a grin. Her muzzle dips low to sip from the river. Once she's quenched her thirst, she turns and finds an especially lush patch of clover, she'd been having a terrible craving for their blossoms lately. She proceeds to dine, surrounded by the comforting glow and flash of her electricity and her fireflies.
You think he'll save you from your old ways?
@[Thana]