Post by moost on Aug 22, 2008 10:34:58 GMT -5
Saxon slowly emerged from the wooded area where he had been resting. his stocky built legs moving him further into the open, his ears alert though, as they listened for any danger. he lowered his muzzle to the wet morning dewed grass and grazed his coat shining in the dim morning sunlight as he did so. he flicked his dark tail at the pesky flies that were annoying enough to come out even at this time of morning. Saxon shook his mane and raised his head as he heard a rustling somewhere nearby. his deep brown orbs studied around his as his velvety ears circled listening for any other movements. whether from another horse, a wolf or perhaps just a squirrel.
