.cherished.

.the slender young wench silently strolled into the calypte ranges, audits swiveled forward. nostrils dilated slightly, she suddenly stopped and shied to the side, for the stench of humans was quite strong in this place. why was this? arching her serpentine, allowing her coiled tendrils to fall over her boa, she moved on, soft mocha optics darting across the barren landscape, nervous. she daintily picked her way over the rough terrain, searching for any equines that may be about.

Psyche

Psyche flew into the land the smell of the human who had been here still on her. She wasnt a wild horse yet she wasnt exactly tamed either. She flew down a hill laughing as she did and saw Cherished. She smiled and raced faster stopping front and center at cherished. "Hi!" she said happily. She didnt mind living with the humans. Especially Aralyn. She looked up at the hill where Aralyn and her dog Malon were sitting. She looked at Cherished. "Come on! She wants to see you. She wont hurt you I promise. She carries no ropes to catch you, no tranquilizer to sedate you. She only has herself and the dog." she was a hyper mare. Being half arabian and half andalusian made her spirited yet serious. If she wanted she could become serious....but what was the fun in that?

.cherished.

.the ashen wench half-turned as the other equine flew at her, skittering backwards slightly, audits swiveled forward. who was this? hi she said tentatively, her mocha optics darting across the minx's features, suddenly catching sight of the human. why...why does she want to see me? she asked, suspicious.

Psyche

She smiled brightly. "Aralyn loves wild horses. She wants to admire you. Even if you stay aways away from her she wont mind. She just wants you to see you closer. I promise she wont move. The dog might but hes ok. HE wont do anything to you." she was way to happy. Rhe black minx danced around in a circle and trotted off a bit. "Come on!" she called

Twister

The young colt was watching beyond the trees. With his tiny snort, he shook his head wildly and shakily galloped down. He wondered what these horses and this human were doing here. Especially the human. This was horse territory. He glided to the mares, a confused look on his face.

.cherished.

.to admire me? hah. the wench's audits swiveled forward as the other spoke, listening to her words, while still keeping her gaze on the human. fine, i will go closer, but not for long. her words were spoken in wary tones, soft and smooth. she moved out of the foliage, several yards away from the human and her canine. nostrils dilated, every sense telling her to flee this, she stood, mocha optics watching the human carefully, ready to run...

Aralyn

Aralyn smiled at the mare and turned to Psyche. She let out a soft whistle calling her black mare. "Scuse me" Psyche said to the vixen. Aralyn stood slowly but made no other movements as her mare came closer. "Zhash Yachti Yaleo awayo mi vida" Aralyn said softly to the mare. Psyche reared and took off back towards cherished and the small colt. She was so happy. Aralyn didnt consider her a pet. A workhorse...anything. Aralyn considered her a friend. She wanted cherished for a friend to but figured that in good time she would become friends with the shy mare.