
Takeing full strides with her long legs she gave the apprenace of floating, snow kicked up behind her like dust. The bells on the edges of her blanket/scarf rang with each stride an acomoanyment to the sympohony of the fading day. The falling flakes landed against her face collecting on her long lashes.
From the corner of her eye she noted another soqs approch. Deep chocolate brown in color and obviously male.
It was true she reveled in her alone tome but it wouldn't hurt to be civil.
Rearing up on her hind legs she winnyied a greeting giveing her short mane a toss. Then of course she figured it wouldent hurt to make a game of this either. Turnig on a dime she then bolted looking back over her shoulder to to show this was now a game of tag and he was it.