Alley Ways

black bay galloped in, a blur in the scenery around her. Her name was Alley Ways, once a evil cold wench, but somewhat warm hearted. But none the less, apporch with caution. Alley, as she liked to call her self, came into these lands as a new comer in seek of a home. would these people accept her? or dicard her like she was trash? rearing up she let a screech ecape her face to be heard and so that she would be noticed by someone. comming down with a thud she snorted and pawed the ground

Spirit

Spirit was grazing down by a lake when his ear perked forward and turned in the direction of the neigh. With a snort, he quickly galloped onto a hill and looked around. His eyes landed on the mare. He rushed down, unaware of how fast he was going. He skidded to a half near her.
"Hellow and welcome to the Calypte Ranges. I am Spirit, the leader here. What have you come for?"
He waited patiently for the answer.

Alley Ways

still a little aroused by her fast gallop, she turned defencefully to him bearing her teeth and laceing her fallen soldiers to her head. after he intdroduced his self she relaxed a little, her teeth no longer showing and her fallen soldiers up a little.
I am Alley Ways, and i have come here, Spirit, to find a home. See I am new to Sparkling Creek and sought a home, and hopefully found it here.