
Jaleeni
The meadow was bathed in starlight before the coming of the dawn. The mare squared her shoulders straight as if to stretch before a run. Swishing her tail to flick off dew that her flowers collected. She loved her flowers, sadly some of them needed replacing which is why she came here. She gracefully strode across the meadow to the patch of wildflowers. Her twitching nose picked up the smell of the small purple flowers, clover, and thistle,gotta stay away from that she thought just as she was surrounded by flowers surrounded by tall wheat-grass.