Flicka has been here

[Chloe]

Flicka, who has no mother, gallops down the beach, searching for some friends. The only thing she spots is a peregrine falcon, and that's it. With her mane flying in the wind, Flicka continues down the beach. Her need for friends is at its peak. Read the rest of her story at Loner's Peak, on Happiness Gone.

[Lex]

House scrambles down to the beach and looks at Flicka. He nickers to get her attention

[ntra]

Zanzinbar watches the newcommers on his beach. He pins his at them and rears to them. His muscles saying they better get off his land. Yes, thats right, HIS land. With his teeth barred, he went after them, chasing them off his mand.

[Lex]

House looks to the side and sees Zanzibar. He is not in the mood for trouble right now, so he obediently backs off, pinning his ears as he goes. He bellows at the stallion to watch his back and leaves the beach. He runs up the hilside of the beach and begins to graze upon the fresh grass on the other side...

[Chloe]

Flicka, seeing Zanzinbar, also rears. She is frightened by his wild eyes and dominant gesture. With her mane flying, she abandons her friend, House, and leaves. Oh, boy, when will I ever find a suitable home?, thought Flicka as she cantered away from the beach.