09-16-2012, 04:52 PM
Slipping inside Pride walked among the horses that were there. Some nickered, most not caring about her presence. After all, she wasn't the owner of any of the horses here. Pride did enjoy riding the communal beasts, though she didn't do it often. There were no deep ties here for her. The young coyote had just needed a change of scenery. Her tall ears pricked up as she realized that someone was heading through. Looking around Pride wondered who it could possibly be.
The scent of her mother's horse, along with her very own mother, set Pride's tail wagging. The sound of her full name wasn't nearly as delightful. Quickly she came over, appearing before her dear mother. Here, Mama. White eyes looked over the second horse, curious about the mare. She'd never seen the horse before. Perhaps it was a new communal one, or a gift for one of Mama's mates. Or maybe, just maybe, it was for her.
The scent of her mother's horse, along with her very own mother, set Pride's tail wagging. The sound of her full name wasn't nearly as delightful. Quickly she came over, appearing before her dear mother. Here, Mama. White eyes looked over the second horse, curious about the mare. She'd never seen the horse before. Perhaps it was a new communal one, or a gift for one of Mama's mates. Or maybe, just maybe, it was for her.