It was the perfect night. The sun had set a few hours ago, and the air of the desert had slowly begun to cool. The moon was full, glowing beautiful and pale in the dark, starry sky. There was only the persistent bubbling sound of the small waterfall pooling into the clear blue oasis lake. The picturesque scene might have been more picturesque had it been visited by an elegant pegasus with a long, flowing mane and tail. But this was not the case. Standing at the edge of the oasis was a zonkey pegasus, her striped silver coat coated in a thin layer of sand and dust. Her mane stiff and short and dirt.
Kijazza normally wore a cute red bow on her tail. It was not present at the moment. Her short, compact body ached and protested of exhaustion. She looked as if she might have been scrounging around in the desert all day. For anyone else knew, that might very well have been the case. She trotted, slow and heavy, over the lush, green grass of the oasis floor, making her way to the clear blue lake. She paused at the edge. Then, she fell in. It was the only adequate word to describe how she entered the lake up to her torso.
She let out a drawn-out groan and a soft sigh. "Ooooooooh, that feels good." The cool water seemed to soothe her aches and pains. She closed her eyes to enjoy the moment.
She was not overly fond of the quiet, but she could appreciate the scenery, and she could definitely appreciate the time to relax. Now was her time.
