Post by cranknjack on Jan 1, 2011 21:13:57 GMT -5
The purple dress hugged her sides, showing off her perfect figure. William had dropped off the colt, his white mane and coat shining. Deserae patted the foal, leading him into the single stall. She smiled as he sneezed. A guard walked over as she guestered. Then she turned the corner, smiling at the stars. The guard strayed behind, told to keep after the colt.