Post by Twisted Intentions™ on Sept 20, 2008 21:04:46 GMT -5
Alaska trotted onto the land and let a low bellow location call escape his strong jaws. A distant call was returned and he turned his head to look behind himself and nickered and the rest of the herd came out. These were the last Cherokee Mustangs left in the world, and they lived here with the normal herds under Dark's rule. Fox was the first to come out and then Manar shot past them all. She was 3 years old now and was becoming the most independent in the group. Foz caught up with her and then Alska caught up with them and the whole herd fallowed. Their feet hitting the ground at the same rythm sounding like a larger herd was coming. They came to the top of a small herd and Alaska bellowed calling for Dark.
Dark appeared from the rest of the herd and greated them. The protectors were home and he was truely greatful.
Dark appeared from the rest of the herd and greated them. The protectors were home and he was truely greatful.