Username:
.•*s e c o n d s
Name of the Horse:
Charon
[Meaning: "Feirce Brightness" in Greek]
Gender:
Stallion
Age:
3 years
Little Story:
Charon flew across the pasture, the hunters closing in. As he pelted forward one of the used their "Thunder Boomers" (guns) and fired at Charon, hitting him in the hind leg. He felt himself slowing down and tried ever harder to escape. Finally, he could take in no more.
Charon collapsed and when he woke, he was surrounded in green pastures more beautiful than anything he had ever seen before. He turned, and there was another strange looking horse, with a flea-bitten gray coat, and a fuzzy black mane running down its intire body. It also had... horns? She smirked as Charon stared at her.
"Well your finally awake." she said with a fiminane voice.
"Who?..." Charon began to say but the strange mare cut him off. "I am Sadie, there's not much time before the hunters come back, follow me back to my owner." she said and ran off.
"Who's your owner?" Charon yelled after her.
"Her name is seconds... and you'll love her!" Sadie whinied back and kept running.