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Post by kodawari on Sept 12, 2009 13:13:32 GMT -5
The stallion had been traveling for days. He was determined to find land suitable for him. He had come across a few that were wonderful, but not for him. His thick black tail whipped around at the few flies that bugged him, but other than that he ignored them. As he walked, he noticed, the trees around him seemed to be getting closer, the ground disappearing under shrubs and tall spring grass. When he though he wouldn't be able to slip through the trees anymore, they suddenly disappeared. He was now standing in a huge circle of land, all surrounded thickly by trees. The land was huge, and the small stream that ran through it seemed to cut it straight in half. His ears pricked forward, eager at what he had just found, or stumbled upon. Pawing the ground with one powerful hoof, he decided this was the land for him.
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