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Post by Michakala on Sept 4, 2007 16:52:02 GMT -5
Berit stretched her neck down to the grass. The lush grass slid down her throat. She sighed happily. Her large feet left large imprints in the muddy grass. It had apparently rained recently. Her large brown eyes looked up to the setting sun. The trees' leaves were turning orange. Fall was approaching.
Berit's bay coat was starting to get her heavy hair. Her dark brown mane and tail were getting thicker as well. She swayed her tail, shooing the flies away. It was almost dark out. Berit snorted, dust flying everywhere. The large, grey clouds were turning orange with sunlight from the sunset.
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