Post by chey on Jun 11, 2012 14:32:48 GMT -4
White hooves pounded the green valley that laid below the mountain tops. Thunderhead was headed streight up the mountain side placing his feet from slipping and making him fall. He knew the mountains was going to be the best place for his herd. He looked around and threw his head up as his mane flowed through the wind and he made a loud shrill claiming these mountain tops to become his new land so he can hide his mares from other stallions and people.
