10-02-2020, 10:02 PM
Symba stands over a small puddle after the day's rain. Looking down, he sees himself as a young colt, abandoned. A small smile creeps over his muzzle as he remembers Rhynne. What a great mare who sacrificed herself for him. He wishes he could do the same to her. He wonders where she is. It's been years since they've last seen each other. He sighs softly to himself as he sees his luscious mane which once was a fuzzball and non existant.
The setting sun across the horizon shines in the puddle, making Symba's golden coat shimmer all the more. He lets out a soft, sad whinny knowing he's most likely going to be alone forever. He hasn't seen another horse in who knows how long. He yearns to not be lonely.
He longs to have a mate.
Someone.
Anyone.
@[Rhynne]
The setting sun across the horizon shines in the puddle, making Symba's golden coat shimmer all the more. He lets out a soft, sad whinny knowing he's most likely going to be alone forever. He hasn't seen another horse in who knows how long. He yearns to not be lonely.
He longs to have a mate.
Someone.
Anyone.
@[Rhynne]