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Post by 'Noki on Jul 19, 2011 13:15:11 GMT -5
i wanna live life and never be cruel.
i wanna live life and be good to you.
and i wanna fly and never come down.
and live my life and have friends around.
These mountains seemed more like home to me than my old home ever would. The crisp, clean air filled my lungs with each inhale before floating away into the sky, dancing higher up as a puff of smoke in the cool morning air. Adjusting my body carefully, I cocked a back leg and twitched an ear, snorting gently. These peaks were dangerous, rocky and jagged, but I was used to this kind of terrain. I was born on the side of a mountain and I lived on that same mountainside for years before I escaped.
I quickly shook my head, clearing my mind of thoughts of the past as I wished to avoid that for as long as possible. Sighing heavily, I forced my weary legs into movement, trudging up the steep, narrow trail with practiced ease. It seemed so desolate and abandoned up here, had I made the wrong decision? I pricked my ears, lowering my head to allow myself the ability to sniff lower lying plants. There were a few faint smells, nothing to terribly strong. Typical. I had, yet again, made the incorrect decision. Snorting in annoyance I took a sharp left and sighed, it led back down the mountain. Maybe that was the way to go?
I gave my body one last shake and carefully placed my hooves on the trail, testing it. The edge to my left crumbled away, a quick glance told me it was a long fall to some sharp rocks that direction. I scooted closer to the mountainside, my eyes widening a little, and proceeded to attempt to, safely, get myself down to a lower altitude.
Maybe these mountains weren't like home after all.
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Word Count: 282 Words
Status: Finished
OOC: Oh my gosh I am SO rusty. Sorry. :\ I'm not the best at starting threads either. It'll get better, I swear! Lol.
Notes: Speaking&Thoughts
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