Post by Lingen ♥ ♥ on Dec 30, 2006 19:28:10 GMT -5
Buckskin auds were perked forward as a white stallion approached the herd. She was a slave for this herd and always dreamed of being stolen. Just like a little kid dreaming of being a princess. But her dream was coming true. First the stallions were talking under their breaths so no one could here. Then a fight broke out. Carletta figured it was for the lead mare but she found out it was for her. The white stag came and nipped her haunches saying she was his. A surprised look lay ‘pon her cranium.
Craletta followed him into a farley large herd. There he put her with the others. Only months later she was stolen again. It turned into a regular routine. Stolen from here to there. But the last stallion that claimed her was a rather old stallion. He died after a month. From there she left. Traveling alone keeping away from others. She tried to figure out why she was always the one stolen, and why only one used her as a slave.
Her bodice was a dark buckskin. As it ran down her iron limbs it turned into black points. A thin dorsal stripe lay over her spine. A long heavy mane lay flat against her arched neck. Its colors were ebon and had buckskin streaks in them. Surely she was a gorgeous mare but that never came to her attention.
Carletta’s limbs carried her till she reached this new land. Other horses were in sight. She moved away from them into a corner area. She stood in the shade avoiding the hot sun. Many asked her alliance and her answer was ‘my alliance is the one of whoever claims me’ Most gave confused looks after that and she would say ‘ If a dark stallion claims me then I am dark’ She always thought it was funny how stallions could be so clueless.
Carletta pushed her memories behind and now studied the place she was in. The other ones here seemed to have a stallion with them and then they would leave. Finally she decided she was in an claiming grounds. She didn’t know if she was right but she thought it was a good guess. Carletta liked being free but missed a herd. She figured a stallion wouldn’t come anytime soon so she lay down.
Her black knees buckled beneath her as she dropped to the cold earth. She lowered her self slowly. Once in a position she rested her kissers on the earth as she went into a doze. Laying down in a new area was a definite thing you had to be careful of but Carletta wasn’t worried.
Craletta followed him into a farley large herd. There he put her with the others. Only months later she was stolen again. It turned into a regular routine. Stolen from here to there. But the last stallion that claimed her was a rather old stallion. He died after a month. From there she left. Traveling alone keeping away from others. She tried to figure out why she was always the one stolen, and why only one used her as a slave.
Her bodice was a dark buckskin. As it ran down her iron limbs it turned into black points. A thin dorsal stripe lay over her spine. A long heavy mane lay flat against her arched neck. Its colors were ebon and had buckskin streaks in them. Surely she was a gorgeous mare but that never came to her attention.
Carletta’s limbs carried her till she reached this new land. Other horses were in sight. She moved away from them into a corner area. She stood in the shade avoiding the hot sun. Many asked her alliance and her answer was ‘my alliance is the one of whoever claims me’ Most gave confused looks after that and she would say ‘ If a dark stallion claims me then I am dark’ She always thought it was funny how stallions could be so clueless.
Carletta pushed her memories behind and now studied the place she was in. The other ones here seemed to have a stallion with them and then they would leave. Finally she decided she was in an claiming grounds. She didn’t know if she was right but she thought it was a good guess. Carletta liked being free but missed a herd. She figured a stallion wouldn’t come anytime soon so she lay down.
Her black knees buckled beneath her as she dropped to the cold earth. She lowered her self slowly. Once in a position she rested her kissers on the earth as she went into a doze. Laying down in a new area was a definite thing you had to be careful of but Carletta wasn’t worried.