Post by Magic on Nov 29, 2010 19:29:11 GMT -5
Cernah.The blue roan mare trotted, her feet gliding over the snow. Unlike some other regions of Isola, this particular area of the forest hadn't been snowed on too much. It saved her the fatigue that usually plagued her during these cold months. Her feet would continuously sink, she would lose balance and nearly fall over, then she would pull her hooves out and repeat. Not only was it physically draining, but mentally too. The harsh wind though, was as bad as ever. Powder hit her side with a strong force, not at all diminished by the thin rods of willow. She had no real destination, except to find some shelter from the blasted chill.
As she pressed on, the wind seemed to get colder and colder with each step. Not too far away she could see a tree, a actual tree with an actual trunk and some actual leaves. Losing hope for anything better, she went towards it. She snorted loudly, recognizing defeat. After pawing the ground a few times to clear some of the crystalline shards, she lay down and tucked her head as close to her body as possible. With the sun quickly disappearing, Cernah closed her eyes and fell fast asleep. Maybe tomorrow would be of better success...
