Post by Belladon on Sept 2, 2008 15:31:32 GMT -5
Lilly trotted proudly into the Grassy Steppe. She looked at the rolling hills, her ears pricked as she pawed the ground, reared, and set off! She galloped up a slope, steadying up and bringing her weight of her forehand as she went down the other side. She tossed her head happily, frisking like a young filly again when she slowed down near the edge of the steppe. She turned round and reared, before plunging to the ground and galloping again.