Post by Essence on Jan 11, 2010 13:56:16 GMT -5
A pair of eyes, dark in color, peered out from within the shadows of the clumps of trees and brush.
It was a slightly chilly night, but the air hung clear as glass, bright, sharp. It kept her alert and awake as she watched, waited.
Above her, above the tall trees and above the entire earth, the stars hung high in the midnight sky, thousands of twinkling lights that shone with a dim light, compared to their companion the moon. Full and silver, it turned the inky black heavens into strokes of darkest blue and indigo around it.
Moonlight shone down, illuminating the entire field before her, the beams shimmering on the surface of the pools of water sunk into the ground. Dry grass dusted up into the air as a cold breeze swept through the clearing, twirling small blades to and fro as the wind blew now towards the forest at the edge of the glade. She breathed in as the breeze passed her, ruffling the leaves on the trees, making a musical sound. She caught the scent of water, of grass and earth. But no scent of another equine around, at least for the moment. That comforted her.
She'd stayed hidden in the same place for a few hours now. She wandered by after traveling all day, hoping for a chance to find some water. Indeed, she'd found some, but there had been groups of other horses around! The first glance she'd seen of this place had completely unnerved her. She'd never seen so many equines in one place before! Scared out of her wits, she hidden in the brush, keeping very still, as she listened, hoping that everyone would leave eventually.
Only then would she deem it safe to emerge and quickly take a sip of the water and nibble on the grass. No one had seen her, thank goodness. She hoped she wasn't intruding, but she hadn't drank all day, and her throat was parched, dry as a desert.
Taking one last look around, she slowly stood up, her legs protesting as she moved. Taking a deep breath, she slowly made her way through the trees, her light steps rustling hardly a leaf. Being in the circus had its advantages, she supposed, for her step was dainty and graceful.
Coming through the trees, the moonlight immediately found her, lighting up her spotted pelt. The Appaloosa mare contiued forward, towards the nearest pool of water. Once she arrived she paused, head up, her gaze sweeping the field, ears cocked and listening for a few seconds. Then, she seemed to decide all was well, and she lowered her head and drank quickly. The water wasn't the best, but she had no time to be picky. The sooner she got her fill, the faster she'd leave, back into hiding. What else could she do?
It was a slightly chilly night, but the air hung clear as glass, bright, sharp. It kept her alert and awake as she watched, waited.
Above her, above the tall trees and above the entire earth, the stars hung high in the midnight sky, thousands of twinkling lights that shone with a dim light, compared to their companion the moon. Full and silver, it turned the inky black heavens into strokes of darkest blue and indigo around it.
Moonlight shone down, illuminating the entire field before her, the beams shimmering on the surface of the pools of water sunk into the ground. Dry grass dusted up into the air as a cold breeze swept through the clearing, twirling small blades to and fro as the wind blew now towards the forest at the edge of the glade. She breathed in as the breeze passed her, ruffling the leaves on the trees, making a musical sound. She caught the scent of water, of grass and earth. But no scent of another equine around, at least for the moment. That comforted her.
She'd stayed hidden in the same place for a few hours now. She wandered by after traveling all day, hoping for a chance to find some water. Indeed, she'd found some, but there had been groups of other horses around! The first glance she'd seen of this place had completely unnerved her. She'd never seen so many equines in one place before! Scared out of her wits, she hidden in the brush, keeping very still, as she listened, hoping that everyone would leave eventually.
Only then would she deem it safe to emerge and quickly take a sip of the water and nibble on the grass. No one had seen her, thank goodness. She hoped she wasn't intruding, but she hadn't drank all day, and her throat was parched, dry as a desert.
Taking one last look around, she slowly stood up, her legs protesting as she moved. Taking a deep breath, she slowly made her way through the trees, her light steps rustling hardly a leaf. Being in the circus had its advantages, she supposed, for her step was dainty and graceful.
Coming through the trees, the moonlight immediately found her, lighting up her spotted pelt. The Appaloosa mare contiued forward, towards the nearest pool of water. Once she arrived she paused, head up, her gaze sweeping the field, ears cocked and listening for a few seconds. Then, she seemed to decide all was well, and she lowered her head and drank quickly. The water wasn't the best, but she had no time to be picky. The sooner she got her fill, the faster she'd leave, back into hiding. What else could she do?