-She was SOOOOOOO bored! So so so bored. An unpleased snort escaped the mare as she glanced around herself, tiny bob tail lashing back and forth, though it's size did something to hide the intensity.
What was she going to do? It was far too nice a day to just lay about like a log. But at the same time what was there to do? The river mouth was pretty far away, so kelpie 'hunting' was out of the question. And who knew where Will or Imala were. Wasn't it funny how friends often chose the most inoppurtune times to go out and amuse themselves on their own.
Huffing once more, she glanced from the meadow towards the trees in the distance. There had to be something to do. Maybe she could find it in there.-
