Post by Lead Mare on May 31, 2012 12:35:38 GMT -5
A cold breeze blew through trees, pushing some snow off. The sun arose And lit a path on the closely huddled together stallions. Kingston opened his eyes and shivered, he moved from the group And pawed the slushy ground removing the half melted snow And revealing brand new sprouts of grass. The stallion lowered his head And nibbled on it. He shook his coat free from some snow then nickered loudly telling the others he found a grass patch. He enlarged it so he could share with the other bachelors. "Springs coming." Some one said cheerfully And King nodded grazing.