Doyce,Melody

Doyce was out grazing with her filly.She was black with a silky white mane and tailShe has light blue eyes.

Melody played bedside her mother quietly.

White Mist

He pounded along silently.Suddenly he spotted his friend."Doyce,"he called.He thundering hooves pounded over to her."Would you like to join a herd,"he asked her.

Doyce,Melody.

Doyce looked up when she spotted White Mist."Hi Mist,"she said."That be great right Melody,"she asked her daughter.

Melody stared at the stallion curiously."Yeah,"she said to her mom.Maybe their be other foals and fillies she thought.