Care to dance?

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Creamy mare cantered through the forest, feeling more youthful than she was. Chestnut were the color of her leopard spots. And while they were sparse on her body and legs, they grew closer together on her neck, and covered her head so you could see a thin blaze running down her face. She was clearly of Appaloosa blood. Her body was smallish and muscular, typical of her stock horse breeding. But what wasn't explained by her looks was her almost unexplainable grace. Her legs moved so smoothly, one might think she wasn't even touching the ground. Her neck was proudly arched, tail held slightly aloft. Her legs seemed to go to their predesignated spots, as if in a choreographed dance. Even when she would veer around a tree, it seemed she had designed the movements years before. Her thick mane and tail confirmed her ancestor as Aloysius, but her smooth gaits were unnatural for one of his ancestors. They were even more unusual for one who looked his daughter. An Appaloosa with this grace just had to be a mix. But she didn't look the part at all!

Mare finally slowed to a walk, pale orange eyes taking in her surroundings. It was pretty thick forest, and she would be alerted if anyone came near. Unless, of course, that horse knew just where the mossy spots were and how to avoid all the twigs and leaves. It was peaceful here, serene. The birds twittered around over her head, in the huge trees. No one else appeared to be in the area she had cantered though, nor around the falls, where she had been but had just fled. She liked it when she could hear her thoughts and know if one was trying to sneak up on her. With that roar in your ears, it was hard to even remember to look around or keep your nose open. Here, she could think, and listen quite well. Finally she paused in her walk, finding a sparse patch of grass. She greedily began to graze, happy to have found a bit of grass, even out here in the forest.

[Mia;;]

Amir;;
Watch me two step


--> The forest's foliage created patterns on the already dappled torso as it made it's way through the forest. Palomino limbs graced their way through the forest, the movements the legs made as they moved were strange. Unlike any other horses. They lifted higher and flicked out as the animal trotted along. This was a natural gait for the brute who's limbs and dappled torso belonged to. As soon as eyes were set upon him they wondered about which breeding he may be. Lipizzaner? No, he was too oddly coloured and not bulky enough. Arabian? No they were much too skinny. In the end he had to tell them and most of those he told had not heard of his breeding before around these lands. He was indeed a Morgan. Quite a common breed but not so common around these parts apparently. He was a flashy stallion though, no doubt. Dappled palomino with a completely snow white mane and tail. As if it had been bleached by the sun. Which was highly unlikely. He was the lead of the Algific Range and the only possibility of his white mane and tail was that it was covered in layers and layers of snow. But no, it was just naturally that white.



--> Amir proudly carried on his jog through the forest. He wasn't particularly looking for anything just maybe he would come across something. Or someone even. His harks twitched about on the top of his crown, listening out for any sounds that may endanger him, or interest him as the case may be. Although the only disturbances he heard were the chirping of birds and the snapping of twigs beneath his hooves. His mane softly lapped against his neck as he moved, the rhythm of his trot passing on through his entire body. Suddenly something caught his attention. Amir gracefully slowed to a walk and then a halt. His ears twitched, flickering around to catch the sound of another animal. He turned his head, eyes scanning the area. It was too thick a forest to see exactly and so he made his way towards where he had heard the sound. Ready to flee if it would put him in danger. After a few strides he could see what had caught his attention. A cream coloured mare grazed not far off from where he now stood. He watched her for a few moments, happy to just watch her for the time being. Realising he had probably been watching her for longer than he should the male let out a soft nicker in greeting. Hoping that she hadn't turned around to see his eyes wander over her rump.

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Mare long heard the horse in the forest before it even got near. He or she did not even try to hide their trek from any and all around them. She listened, amused, as the equine grew closer and closer to her. She knew the horse couldn't hear her soft breath or munching teeth over their own noise, so it was no surprise they stopped when they got near enough to see her through the brush. She grazed for a beat longer, then turned, smile still in place as kind eyes danced to the horse's. But when she met his gaze, the smile dropped and she rolled her eyes. Hold your horses, stallion. She told him, knowing exactly what he was thinking. She averted her eyes, not wanting to be subjected to the whims of a stallion's brain. She could still feel the longing he had for her body, just as she felt his curiosity about her. Although that emotion wasn't quite as strong. Right now, she almost wished she hadn't been allowed that glance inside his head. But it at least told her he was polite, and had had a good upbringing. She didn't have to worry about him attacking her, or anything of the like, despite his feelings. He already had shown her his thoughts were as far as it got. At least, as long as they were still strangers. If they ever got past friends, it was obviously on his mind. Well, at least obvious to someone like her.

ooc- *pokes post* Sorry, it's a bit puny.