Amaronda galloped into Hottsa at a high rate and skidded to a stop before a stream of lava. She watched the bubling red liquid with great intensivity and then moved on to climb to the top of the volcano. As she reached the top and looked down into the crater, she thought about how happy she was, right there and then. Nothing disturbed her and she was alone. She looked up at the black sky and the steam that was swirling up into the air and thought about what had happened at Hell's Canyon. She didn't want to think about that anymore because that whole experience was not for her. She loved herself and was too selfish. She hated foals and would even beat them up. All of this because of The Stallion. How she hated him!
Tue Aug 25, 2009 8:02 pm