07-03-2016, 01:28 PM
Fernweh
The two year old bay mare stopped when she heard the sound of another. She said "Good morning to you miss. My name is Fernweh. What may I ask is your name?" She bowed down to the other mare and smiled. She took in the winged mares appearance and was glad to have the company. She was used to the quietness of the forest and the horses who came here to visit.
in a gentle way you can shake the world