Post by silent on Aug 12, 2006 22:22:59 GMT
Hooves pounded the beach sending sand flying as he galloped it's length. He saw no end and no beginning only a strait streach of sand as far as the eye could see. The ocean crashed along the shore but he paied it no attention only focusing on his name. Minuet. It suited him for he could gallop for hours without rest if he gave it no consious thought minuets ticking in his mind. His heart pounded in his chest and his lungs gasped for air but still he ran still seeing no end to this beach.
He had a photographic memory so even at this speed he remembered ever detail of the land around him. He skidded to a halt and stood breathing easily and looking about sucking in the salty air. He turned and walked forward stopped so the waves just lapped around his black hooves. His ivory coat glistened as the sun beat down on him not a cloud in the sky.
He whinnied and reared, a claiming whinny. He vowed that one day he would find where the beach ended adn run it's length without rest. Someday... Someday soon. First he would memorize certian parts of the beach and call it home. Then maybe he could start a herd and start anew... His past was a dark one filled with terrible memories but he wouldn't let that detur him...
He hummed a quiet tune as he trotted back the way he came tail out in the unique banner position knowing only to arabians. But his gate was so smooth you could balance a glass of wine on his back and it wouldn't spill. It was a pace knowing to certian horses one of those breeds were in his blood. The blood of an Andalusian.
He paced along the beach memorizing it to a tee in one look. He mapped it out in his mind giving things names. He finally found a huge cave that could easily fit 100 horses with space. He went intside and found it had other rooms and the middle of the main cavern was a huge pool. He went over and dipper his maw in drinking knowing it was fresh water from the smell.
He trotted back out and broke into a run racing along the sea shore determined to find the end of this seemingly endless beach...
He had a photographic memory so even at this speed he remembered ever detail of the land around him. He skidded to a halt and stood breathing easily and looking about sucking in the salty air. He turned and walked forward stopped so the waves just lapped around his black hooves. His ivory coat glistened as the sun beat down on him not a cloud in the sky.
He whinnied and reared, a claiming whinny. He vowed that one day he would find where the beach ended adn run it's length without rest. Someday... Someday soon. First he would memorize certian parts of the beach and call it home. Then maybe he could start a herd and start anew... His past was a dark one filled with terrible memories but he wouldn't let that detur him...
He hummed a quiet tune as he trotted back the way he came tail out in the unique banner position knowing only to arabians. But his gate was so smooth you could balance a glass of wine on his back and it wouldn't spill. It was a pace knowing to certian horses one of those breeds were in his blood. The blood of an Andalusian.
He paced along the beach memorizing it to a tee in one look. He mapped it out in his mind giving things names. He finally found a huge cave that could easily fit 100 horses with space. He went intside and found it had other rooms and the middle of the main cavern was a huge pool. He went over and dipper his maw in drinking knowing it was fresh water from the smell.
He trotted back out and broke into a run racing along the sea shore determined to find the end of this seemingly endless beach...
Name: Tamore Beach
Description: Tamore Beach is basically a beach. It is long and shelter comes from the caves along the beach. The grass is salty but good for the horses and a fresh water stream runs from within a forest. The ocean crashes along the beach but there is no undercurrent and many bays so it is perfect for swimming.