Post by Cubi on May 2, 2006 18:45:16 GMT -5
Branwyn finally found her way to the stables she'd heard about from a friend at school. The forest was beautiful, and drew her powerfully. She wondered why, but tried to keep her mind on track. The barn peeked out from a clearing before she turned a corner in the dirt road. Inhaling deeply, she exited the car. Her long black hair was up in a messy ponytail. Stepping cautiously, she looked around for any humans before entering the barn. She went to the first horse she saw, put her hand on its neck to see if it was hostile, opened the door, and hugged him, sobbing. She cried until she was cried out. She'd forgotten the comfort that comes with horses, and even after she had cried, she sat for a while in the stall, breathing in the horsey smell. She knew she belonged here. She would find whoever owned it and work here.
