Name: meek
Gen: F
Age: 1 year and 3 months
Breed: black shire
Plot: Meek is a foolish foal always getting into trouble when she went o far. Other horses roam here. Bad horses. I am hoping for her to be raped and beaten.
Meek Nuzzled her mothers side before nickering and galloping off. Her mom said not to go far, but she had other plans. Recently her friend Phoebe dared her to go into the forest for a few hours. Meek agreed and was setting off to accomplish her quest. She stepped into the dense woods her black plush coat blowing freely in the wind. Recently she had gone into her first heat cycle, but it was nearing a end and she didn't pay much attention to it. Scents of males filled her nose but she did not care. Her blue eyes danced around the forest. When she heard a voice.
Gen: F
Age: 1 year and 3 months
Breed: black shire
Plot: Meek is a foolish foal always getting into trouble when she went o far. Other horses roam here. Bad horses. I am hoping for her to be raped and beaten.
Meek Nuzzled her mothers side before nickering and galloping off. Her mom said not to go far, but she had other plans. Recently her friend Phoebe dared her to go into the forest for a few hours. Meek agreed and was setting off to accomplish her quest. She stepped into the dense woods her black plush coat blowing freely in the wind. Recently she had gone into her first heat cycle, but it was nearing a end and she didn't pay much attention to it. Scents of males filled her nose but she did not care. Her blue eyes danced around the forest. When she heard a voice.