My girl loveless walked through the canyon with broken spirits. She had no home no family and no on to love at all. her steps were high and her pace was quick. She was an Arabian brought from over seas when she was young. She was 5 now but alone. Every now and then she would find some herd that would take her in for the night, but that was pretty much all she got. My girl was beautiful and probibly of roylty becouse she always had the instinked of an Arabian war horse. She new that in Arabia they respected there war horses. She was bulky and always alert.She was a true Arabian not one of thoughs half breeds.She stoped and eat grass hopeing today would be the day she was taken in to a herd.

Well, she couldn't offer a herd. Hell, she herself had just gotten here. She herself, had been a war horse in another time, and it could be seen it was what she was bred for. Smooth, graceful movements, strong powerful bulk hidden beneath a coat of solid black that seemed to shimmer in the flourescent moonlight. It gave her an ethereal appearance, and she loved every minute of it. She raised her dial as the scent of another hit her nares. Mare of friesian blood halted, and she inhaled deeply. Another, so proud as she. Here she was, and maybe Nirvana could be of use to her new pack/herd/flock. There were so many creatures in the new ah...Thing, it was hard to say exactly what it was. The leader was a wolf, but he took in everything. There were cougars, tigers, cheetahs even! Nirvana came forth, all liquid movement and pure sexuality. If she was a human, she'd be one of those sexy raven haired beauties that no one could stop staring at. She couldn't help it, she was so intune with herself that she knew all the right moves and everything she needed to get what she wanted. As she came near, she spoke and in it you could hear the promises of lusty filled nights and dark wishes. I assure you, it is her regular voice. She just...Made it that way. Hello there. What is it that you are doing in a land all alone with no one to guard and protect you?

Loveless looked at the mare. The mare looked like a Fersian but kinda like an Arabian. But almost all light bred horses have Arabian in them so it was hard to tell what the mare was. My girl purked her ears up as the mare spoke to her. " I am not qight sure, im looking for a home I guess." she replied in a smooth and soothing tone. My Arabian girl shifted her weight to the left. She felt tall standing at 15.1 Hands.It seemed as though she looked down on the rest of the world, even though there were horses that were taller than my girl.