Post by OH HAI SPI! on Jun 18, 2009 18:45:53 GMT -5
Fancy stared at the water that was coming up on the sandy shore, then quickly retreating back to the large body of water. To her, it was like a game, one had to avoid getting their hooves wet, So as the tide came up she would step away, them step forward as it started retreating. Fancy finally let the ocean water touch her hooves, she just loved the beach, she loved any water actually. She lifted her head toward the sunset and let the soft wind blow through her mame and tail. The smell of salt water quickly filled her nostrills, the gulls above head filled the air with their nosy calls, but that didn't bother her too much.
