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The black and green stallion trotted in the high mountain
meadows of Mystic Valley. From his place here is the highlands, the stallion could watch all that was below him; his bonded's
house, Peace's lake, Amber's waterfall, Crash's beach, Silverflash's forest and Dart's mountain side. He moved with such grace
and power that one would think he was moving over a hidden trail above the ground. His head was high, his green eyes for of
life and content. His beige mane and tail trailed out from his sides, along with his ribbon that he was born with, as the
wind rolled down the meadow playing with it.
He stopped and raised his back muscle to the air, his nostrils
flared to catch all the scents of his home. His ebony hark swiveled around taking in all the sounds. His eyes were wide absorbing
his surroundings. Skid, loved this valley and his bonded, Kyra, very much. She was a very nice girl, but he could tell she
always had someone tings on her mind. He hoped that he would be able to teach, or help her let some things go that were unnecessary
past events and focus on the present ones.
Seeing that everything was alright, he turned and once again
moved into the magical floating gait of his. Skid could not wait to get acquainted better with his new bond-family. He briefly
saw them up here and heard about them from Kyra. He disappeared into the mountain side forest, blending in with it's contains
because they matched his coat.
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