Date Posted:11:17:09 11/18/01 Sun Author:Rapscallion Subject: Watching, waiting...
Black mane rests calmly on mahogany neck as the bay steed looks around at the territory, Dark oculi wandering over the high cliffs, delicate nostrils flare to catch the hidden scents upon the zephyr's wing. Scenting a nearby stallion, he stealthily moves away through the shadows, exiting the territory, awaiting the time when he will return to challenge for it...
