Post by ~♥dogzncatz55♥~ on Jul 17, 2009 10:58:35 GMT -5
There's a place in your heart, nobody's been, take me there.
The cave of intellect. Zane had heard of this place. It was supposed to be a great quest. That tested the reaches of you knowledge. He snorted. He would see about that. He trotted into the damp cave. Loose rocks were everywhere, but he wasn't worried. He was bred to with stand the desert climates, he would be fine in a dark cave. He continued into the cave. It got dark quickly, but he wasn't afraid of the dark. He did slow down to a walk though. More to keep from running into a dead in than anything else. His footsteps echoed through the tunnel, and he tossed his head in the tunnel, inadvertently bumping his head on the roof of the ceiling. He snorted but was otherwise unfazed as he continued through the cave. Finally, some light reached his eyes from ahead. He smiled and picked up his pace a bit now. He rounded a corner and there it was. The other end of the cave. From inside the cave he could see a large meadow it seemed. He picked up a canter, and erupted out of the cave, bucking as he did. He was more excited than he had expected to be out of that cave. Arabians weren't built for caves.
But now he smiled. The sun beat down on his silver coat and he tossed his head in the sunlight, letting his forelock fall over his eyes.
Now all he could do was wait. Supposedly, someone was supposed to show up and ask him a bunch of questions. He was ready.
blessed: Zane
cursed: Stallion
bred: Arabian
standing: sixteen . one
stained: grey
seen: ten years
loved: no one
lived: Fog Valley