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Post by Thowra on Apr 29, 2006 17:45:54 GMT -5
A ghostly great figure floats across the ground, he bucks and leaps, Thowra pulled himself up quickly and reared to the sky, he threw his head around taunting the man.
Far across the plains Echoe blows hard stamping his hooves at the sight of the arrogant colt, the man knew not to go after him now, as it was so misty they would lose him in a instant, he just stared out the window thinking about the day when he would finaly catch the silver brumby
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Post by Storm on Apr 30, 2006 4:08:56 GMT -5
Storm jogged beside his brother and snorted, tossing his dial. Lo Thowra. Storm lifted his bodice and reared up, striking out at the sky.
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Post by Thowra on Apr 30, 2006 4:13:56 GMT -5
"The man is watching" he says happily, lifting his long legs and rearing to the sky.
Echoe watched as the other horse joined, he stamped angrily and whinnyed. He looked to the window, but saw his master had moved, he stood there and pinned his ears back
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Post by Storm on Apr 30, 2006 4:15:07 GMT -5
Then let him watch. A smile spread onto Storm's face as he reared again, tossing his head and whinnying loudly.
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Post by Thowra on Apr 30, 2006 4:18:49 GMT -5
Echoe wondered why his master wasnt doing anything, he reared and stamped.
"Even if he did come out, he could never catch us in the mist2 he says boldly, his ears pricked forward as he looked down to the lower land where echoe stood, he reared at Echoe.
The black stallion turned his head away in digust, and stared into the window, looking for any signs of his master.
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Post by Storm on Apr 30, 2006 4:22:10 GMT -5
Yes brother, it's true. Storm tossed his dial and whinnied to Echoe, stamping his hooves and taunting him.
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Post by Thowra on Apr 30, 2006 4:25:59 GMT -5
Finnaly the mist began to lift.
The man walks out of his hut, he knew it would be a lost cause to chase both of them now, he walked up to Echoe and stroked his ebony face looking to the ridge.
Thowra caught the mans eye and reared arrogantly, knowing he was safe, he stood near the edge of the ridge chucking his head widly around
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Post by Storm on Apr 30, 2006 4:27:26 GMT -5
Storm tossed his head and whinnied loudly, flicking his tail and daring them to try to catch them.
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Post by Thowra on Apr 30, 2006 4:31:13 GMT -5
The man stared Thowra in the eye, "Ill get you colt" he says under his breath.
Thowra eyed him back, he wanted to be chased, he reared and showed off his long flowing silver mane and swishing tail. "Should we get abit closer" says Thowra, a twinkle of mischeive in his eyes.
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Post by Storm on Apr 30, 2006 4:37:16 GMT -5
It's a risk, brother. What if they give chase? Echoe is fast as well as us. Storm stomped his hoof, though he felt like being chased as well.
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Post by Thowra on Apr 30, 2006 5:12:23 GMT -5
"I've out ran Echoe several times, It dosent worry me" he says proudly , he moves forward head high, in a fast trot.
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Post by Storm on Apr 30, 2006 8:38:38 GMT -5
Storm watched Thowra with wary orbs, then he knew there wasn't much point stopping him and cantered after him. I'm coming with you Thowra.
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Post by Thowra on Apr 30, 2006 9:00:47 GMT -5
Thowra danced around his head was in the clouds as he leaped closer, his legs were flung in all different directions, as he pranced.
The man reached slowly for the tack sitting upon the fence, Echoe kept eye contact with Thowra, before switching his glance to Storm. The man Suddenly leaped on Echoes back, leaped the paddock fence and ran in the directions off the colts.
"Aha" laughs thowra, turning with a swish of his tail and sprinting off.
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Post by Storm on Apr 30, 2006 9:17:23 GMT -5
Storm turned and galloped away shortly after Thowra.
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Post by Thowra on Apr 30, 2006 9:20:09 GMT -5
((Yay soon somone will control echoe))
The man forced the horse forward, he gave him alot of praise as he sped quickly after the two colts.
Thowra slowed and galloped upside Storm, he chucked his head widly and snorted to the air, he leaped the various fallen trees that littered the track.
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