The sun was setting and the dry grass around Mikki was rustling softly in the wind. The sky was a burst of colors, from purple to pink hues. The white mare settled down and sighed. There was nothing more serene then this. Her eyes half-closed and she listened to the wind, her messy mane tossing about.
Her ears twitched at a sound. She opened her eyes and studied the surrounding area. Mikki saw no one. Once more she closed her eyes, but remained alert just in case.
