Can't Stop The Feeling; Canaan, Any - Elora - 10-30-2016
Grey dust from broken rocks flooded the air as a bay mare danced atop the volcanic terrain. She had grown and could no longer hide amongst the small outreaches or spiked stones. Elora was developing into a grown up much to her dismay. The curves that settled along her side formed temptress hips and the glow of her ice points uniquely accentuated her no longer childish beauty. Elora would never step outside of her small shadow in the eyes of her fathers. She was and will forever be their baby girl. But to the world Elora was a young, vivacious and available mare. She did not know what dangers laid ahead of her. She ignorantly pranced around Tephra unguarded and not on alert.
The petite mares body jumped and turned in rhythmic pattern while she hummed a made up tune to better enhance her dance moves. Her mane waved in the wind, and her tail whipped along with her hooves to each intentional beat. The day had not developed into much interest. Tephra felt abandoned of fun. Elora knew that other horses her age were within the borders, but she had yet to play with many of them. So she resolved to have a private dance party. Perhaps someone would spot her and curiously join her.
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cat shifting daughter of sahm and newton
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@[Krys]
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