in the night...

[long_tail]

Wild and fey, the horse that won't be caught, shies away as you reach for his bridle... just out of reach, teasing eyes... wild mane blows in cold wind, hooves ring on the stones, blow and stamp in the cold, steaming breath, dancing in the moonlight.

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[suede_bear]

*sits down on his haunches and listens as the horsey talks*