Fast enough strides carried the leggy,young contessa to the heights. Soft hoof beats beat the ground with an uneven rythym. Auds flickered this was and that, earing pebbles drop out from behind her. Quickly her eyes tangoed around the serene landscape. Hillyness, for it was the mountains caught her eyes with intrest. She was one for the difficult landscape, to feel the wind in your mane, the blunt feeling of sweat run down your neck. Seeing the sight you worked so hard for, it's the best.