Post by Angua on Nov 10, 2005 7:11:40 GMT -5
Zaphyar trotted Poppy across the meadow. Her black hooves made a rythmic beating on the grass. He erged her into a canter and she smoothly exepted the comand. Poppy tossed her mane and pulled on the bit. Zaph smiled and let her change her gait into a gallop. Her smooth strides covered the ground without much effort. Poppy slowed and came to a walk. He looked around and stopped Poppy.