The sun had just reached the mountain tops on it's slow descend. The pale blue mare had just returned from a days travels to the corners of the grassland. It had been a long day and she had met many new creatures and soquili that she considered friendly. The temperature had just risen slightly and she wondered if tonight it might snow. It would be a shame after all to wake up and find yourself covered with inches of snow you'd have to crawl out of, and she smiled faintly at the thought.
Coming back to this land day after day she could recall just about every detail that surrounded her, from the trails below to the trees above. And she loved everything about it.
Nevara scrapped her deep into the frozen earth where she remembered she kept some of her stash for safe keeping. It might be a little dirt covered and might have a little crunch but it was better than chewing little frozen pieces of grass all the time. "I think i put it here... or was it... here?" once again the young mare was thinking aloud and too deep in thought to notice her surroundings.
