Post by briz on Jul 4, 2009 10:44:52 GMT
Gringolet galloped wildly through the new lands, snorting and whinnying at the top of his voice. His declaration echoed loudly throughout the trees, bouncing off rocks and reaching deep into the earth. Every so often he would stop and rub up against a tree before careering on. His jet black hooves thundered over the ground, his dark eyes were wide, the whites showing, and his nostrils snorted loudly.
This is my land his calls sounded out I am Gringolet leader of the forest horses
He eventually trotted down to the river and stopped to drink, thinking over his ideas as a leader. Fairness was a must; he had learned that growing up with the elves as a young foal. After the injustices of his father, he knew as a leader he must exert his authority and listen to others. He intended to bring his herd close together in friendship. That as he knew, was the only way forward.
This is my land his calls sounded out I am Gringolet leader of the forest horses
He eventually trotted down to the river and stopped to drink, thinking over his ideas as a leader. Fairness was a must; he had learned that growing up with the elves as a young foal. After the injustices of his father, he knew as a leader he must exert his authority and listen to others. He intended to bring his herd close together in friendship. That as he knew, was the only way forward.