Post by Shadowfax on Jul 29, 2006 16:48:27 GMT -5
In the morning bright, the sand grew warm and sparkled. Flowers bloomed and seemed to sing, greeting the light as birds fluttered by. Walking through the sand, a young fae lowere dher maw to snuffle at teh ground. Black and white pelt held tight ot her muscles and she raised her head, brown eyes glittering in the light. The sand was warm around her hooves and she walked to teh edge of the trees, snuffling at the flowers. Bits of grass grew among them and she lipped at them softly, her banner flicking softly. It was arched in almost a rainbow of black, touched with bits of white. Her flag snapped in the wind and she snorted, looking into the wind. It felt nice on her face.
