If I Die Young (chey)

[Henley]

Myst snorted and continued on. How was she always lost. She was a perky giving horse yet she always lost her way somehow. She picked up a hoof and stomped it hard. These flies'll be the death of me! Myst turned her head looking for a stallion. No one was around her accept for other desperate mares. Why couldn't she be with her prince? Why was she a broken hearted mare with a good spirit. How was she still alive after all the pain in her life, and still optimistic? Well asking questions won't help any. Myst thought. She whinnied loud. Why was still no one here at early dawn?

[chey]

Thunderhead trotted into the land comeing from the mountains. He had traveled far, but it was worth it to be looking for any mares to join his heard. He saw sevarl mare's standing around looking for a lucky stalliong to take them home. Thunderhead reared up high in the sky beating the clouds with his hoofs. He galloped down the hill as his hoofs thundered behind him as he nickered to the mare's around him. His white pelt moving across the ground like a cloud. Thunderhead came to a sliding halt when his eyes caught a fea standing by herself.

[Henley]

The blue roan filly looked arounf. No sign of life. Wait there was a bustling white blur heading her way. She heard the blur nicker. She shook her head. She wasn't going crazy, was she? As a white horse came sliding in front of her she raised her head in surprise. It was a stallion. Finally someone noticed her! Was she really going to meet a stallion that wanted to claim her?! She shook her head. Don't get too happy. She warned herseelf. Hopefully she could suck herself up and keep calm. She doubted it but maybe he'd like a spunkier mare. Who knows? She nickered back. "Morning I'm Myst, what would your name be?" She said in response to his nicker.

[chey]

Thunderhead snorted and bowed his head at the blue roan filly.Morning M'Lady Myst. He raised his head up to the mare, knowing he had a bad rep about being a "bad" stallion, but really the only time he was mean is when he was fighting for a mare or stealing mare's. Thunderhead's white pelt moved above the powerful muscles as he moved closer the blue roan mare named Myst. They call me Thunderhead. He said at a nickered toward her with his auds forward paying attention to the fae infront of him.

[Henley]

Myst giggled at his first reply. She had never been call M'Lady. She loved it though. She flick her ears forward in appraisal. She was having a good time so far. She actually kinda liked this stallion. He was a beautiful stallion, she loved light colored horses. She remembered one stallion was given a bad rep for some reason but she couldn't remember his name. Oh well. She thought sweetly. As he said his name she smiled. "Very unique!" She said with a giggle.

[chey]

Thunderhead snorted and looked at the mare named Myst. He did have a bad rep for stealing mare's from pastures, but heck who wouldn't steal them if they was just sitting there minding their own business? Thunderhead stood there watching the blue roan and flicked at a fly with his tail. She had a name that went with her blue coat that looked like myst had just laid down on top of it. Thunderheard snickered at her and smiled.As well for you too. I never see such a beautiful mare like yourself. He grinned and tossed his head up to agree with what he was saying.