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Apocalypse cantered through the meadow, minding her own business. She slowed to a stop and held her head high. She whinnied and reared up, the sun reflecting off her black coat. |
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The mare slowed to a trot as she got to a large open feild, she didn't want a fight today. her leg had been acting up. |
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Eclipse saw the other mare. She looked to her and pinned her ears in warning, as if to say 'don't come closer' . |
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Eclipse saw the other mare. She looked to her and pinned her ears in warning, as if to say 'don't come closer' . |
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the mare looked and pinned her ears back as to say 'you think i want to hang around you?' her sleek fur hadn't grown out yet though frost was coming and it looked georgous... |
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Eclipse rolled her eyes. She turned away from the young mare and started to graze. |
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the mare walked to a good grazing spot where the grass barly covered her completly. her tail was the only visable part of her with her arabian high tailed bloodlines. |
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Apocalypse looked up and loped away |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
