Beyond the world I know

Heath morte dre Soul · 11-08-2010, 01:01 PM

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Soucis was not the type that Heath could trust, not yet. He wanted him to be able to run right along side the mare. But the patched stallion was dominant, arrogant in the eyes of the coy-wolf, and unlikely to return to his Marshal. So the Cours male held tight to his reins as they walked, giving tension only when he needed to but still his finger griped tightly.

I have been many places as well, and I agree there is no place like this. Did your tribe build all of these buildings? Or what this here before? Heath questioned, not knowing that this places was used for before the AniWayan tribe came to settle here.

They continued one and his amber hued eyes looked around freely and with great curiosity. The buildings did not seem to be the same as the cabins that his home lands owned, and there was something exotic and foreign about everything. It was a culture that he was certainly not used to, such as the roaring fire that held his eye so much so that he had to turn his head to keep them there as he walked passed it.

He could smell the horses before he could see them, and the painted horse could as well. He felt the change in the posture of the stallion, his own relaxing in the hope that he would relax as well. Though Liliana’s companion showed enough excitement for the stallion to wish to match it.

We could arrange a trade, we have more stallions then mares and the balance is beginning to show in the pastures. At times the dynamics were off when Heath placed certain horses together and he could use another mare to work with.

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