Silent Meadow- South Territory is Claimed by Perfect Picture

Full Name: Perfect Picture
Barn/Nickname: Picture, Pic. Also known as Silence (You will see why soon)
Age: 5
Gender: Stallion
Personality: Bright, Bubbly, Optimistic, Cheeky and Funny. Is also very quiet.
Breed: Unknown
Coat Color: Palomino
Tail Color: Palomino
Mane Color: Palomino
Hoof Color: White
Markings: White Socks on all legs. White Blaze
Eye Color: Black
Land: Silent Meadow, South Territory
Current Place: Silent Meadow, South Territory.
Picture:


Perfect Picture walked silently among the forest trees. He sneaked along in silence, not leaving a scent or a trace of hoofmark. He soon came to the end of the trees and, after checking if anyone lived here, he walked out and reared, claiming the land. He dropped without a sound and then neighed. He smirked to himself. He walked around the perimeter, watching, listening and smelling everything, hoping he would find a mare.

Full Name: The Whisper
Nickname: Whisper
Age: 5
Gender: Mare
Personality: Quiet,Strong,Smart,Fast,Calm,Sweet.
Breed: Gypsy Vanner
Coat Color:Dappled Palomino
Tail Color: Light Flaxen
Mane Color: Light Flaxen
Hoof Color: Brownish gold
Markings: Blaze on face, Snamm paint markingsOn the side of her belly.
Eye Color:Light Blue
Land: None
Current Place:Silent Meadow,North
Picture:

Whisper slowly walked in, cranium held low, forelock covering her Glazed blue eyes. Shifting her weight with each paced and gracefull step, leaving a light dustly hoofprints over the soft jade grass.Muscular framework moving slowly across the land, Whipcords thrown up, ears perked. Crane suddenly raised higher into the crisp air, Tail cascaded from behind her, feathers still, Her mane looked like silver threads blowing in the wind, Muzzle lifted into the air, nostrils flared open, breathing in the smell of fresh air, and a stallion. She flipped her mane and forelockover, so she could see clearly, glancing around, but seeing a meer glimpse of a horse moving from afar. She snorted in a low tone, letting the sun warmly hit her back.

Picture smelt and heard a mare. He stopped in his tracks as his nostrils flared and his ears twitching curiously and cautiously. He turned on his hind legs in a blur of gold and he spotted the mare. He tucked his head in to his chest and his long, flaxen tail fanned out. His black eyes stared at her beauty and he pricked his ears. He reared and neighed to her and cantered ver slowly over to her.

Whisper perked her light pink ears, twords the stallion. Forelock over eyes. She was still, hooves in the emrald grass. Another low toned snort came from the back of her throat.She wached the stallion, coat a glowing blurr. She shook herself, mane and tail suddeinly stretching into the air, waving like a flag. Then flapped to the other side of her neck. Tail slowly slowing to a stop, ending at the ground, feathers blown back, bu still. She watched him, nostrils opened.

Picture stopped a couple of metres away from the mare. He took in her light, pink ears to her feathered feet and tail that touches the ground. He smiled and bowed low. He snorted in answer to her snort and slowly looked up at her.

Whisper slowly creased a smile along her velvet muzzle, she bowed back in reply, knee to the ground, a more softer snort aroused. She then stood again, nipping her flank at an annoying blood sucking terror.Then looked back at the stallion.

Perfect Picture raised and said
"I am Perfect Picture and welcome to my land." He smiled and shook his mane, flicking his long forelock our of his eyes.

''Beautiful land; My name is The Whisper, just whisper'' she replyed, looking around, blue eyes glinting the spark of the sunshine. Forelock rolled to the side of her cheek. Nostrils sucking in the smell of fresh air,.

"Thank you, Whisper. If I may ask, what brings you here?" Picture cocked his head to one side and tossed his forelock out of his eyes. He smiled his dazzling smile before looking out over the view.

''I don't know actuially'' she said with a slight giggle. She raised her head up and looked around, then lowered it again ''I guess it's beautifull here'' she said clearly.

Picture smiled at her and looked back out over the mountains. He sighed and nodded. He loved it here, but it would be better if he could share it.

She nipped his mane softly, and then started to gallop away, like a filly playing. She snorted and tossed her crane happily.

Picture spun round in time to see Whisper gallop off. He stayed on the spot admiring her before galloping after her. He caught up in a couple of seconds and nipped her rump lightly. He skidded to a perfect ahlt and swung around on his haunched, flying off in the oppostie direction.

Throwing her whipcords back, into a slight rear, she galloped twords him swiftly, nipping the ends of his tail, and turnt in any direction possible, she snorted playfully and let the wind blow through her flaxen mane.

Picture laughed aloud and stopped. He sat down on his haunches and stood there, admiring the mares playful attitude.

She snorted softly, then slowed to a trot, all draft horses cant gasllop for too long. She bobbed her head and reared slightly, and then walked over to Picture, and nudged him quickly.

Picture smiled and cocked his head towards Whisper. He liked her. He liked her alot

She smiled weakly, and then let the sun warm her back, as she rolled to her back in deep snow.