She walked on her way to the stream to cool off. Her sister still irritating as ever, she'd watched her children grow find romances and in her son's case, have foals of his own. All of them.. they couldn't have made her any prouder, but she couldn't help but to wonder.. where she'd went wrong in her life. She'd been training vigorously all day trying to sort this out. Her parents had found their way withing each other. she couldn't help but wish she had the same. Closest she'd gotten was when she had her foals.. and even they had come about from a young mistake. still she wouldn't have traded them for the world then or now. She'd worked her body into a lather of sweat that sat above her pelt. It was something she'd been use to doing from a young age.. training her thoughts away till she had an answer only today.. she came up with nothing except that she'd eventually find peace some day.. a little bit of the same happiness her parents shared. Her form had been conditioned into a well muscular build befitting her training all the weight her foals had caused her to gain long since lost. It hadn't taken her long to get back into shape either.
Slipping into the stream bank, she grinned at the feel of the mud. Oh how delightful it felt. She couldn't help but to want to lay in the shallows and slather the mud over herself. After all.. she'd always enjoyed mud baths. Looking around, she looked to see if any others were near by before slipping down into the mud gratefully with the creaking of the leather armor she wore, a sigh of relaxation washing over her.
