Kosephone
Fresh air ran through her nostrils as she closed her eyes. Taking in the freedom and all the smells around her she could hear the herd of bison snort and bicker nearby. The lullaby songs of birds mingling among their mates surrounded her. It was mid afternoon and the plains were teaming with wild life, everyone had someone. A partner, a friend, a baby. Her mind pondered where she would go from here. The smell of another horse nearby was drowned out by everything around her. After finally deciding to open her eyes she stretched her body. Her three time a day daily regimen consisted of extending and retracting her muscular back legs, then her front. She would then rotate her head in a circular motion once or twice. Occasionally she'd hear a satisfying crack which she welcomed. These stretches kept her agile and sane. She remembered her elders would say a horse alone could not thrive. Yet, thriving she was. As long as Kosephone stayed near the bison or other herd she almost always had a lookout for predators. The birds helped a lot too. Quite often they sounded the alarm even before anyone would notice a cheetah or leopard was on the move. There was something peaceful about being a loner. Not having to meet certain expectations was a plus but she missed the occasional drama and disputes. There's nothing like watching a spat with a mouth full of kale. the tobaino began munching on the brown grass- imagining fresh kale between her kissers. Her guard was down but she was fearless for the moment. Soon she would have to be on the move again.
