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I'm sorry you're not as good as me.

Kenren  Cavallo

She walked upon the land as if she had been born to it. She deserved this, or so she thought in her mind she did. For countless generations she could trace her family lines back into the Northern Territories. She had always lived in the lands of the North, but now, now she wanted more. Dark tipped ears swiveled about as underbrush crunched beneath the weight of her hooves. The lands here, though forested, were lush and rich with sweet grasses. Even other parts of the North had been touched by the Great Drought, but not here. Here it was like time had stood still and lands reaped the reward of the seasons. 

Head tossed slightly, sending long dark forelock over her right eye, the process revealed the bright blue orb that was steadily shifting and looking about. Tan colored body with the large white patches caught the sun as it was making it's decent up in the sky. She herself thought that she was by far the most lovely mare one would ever lay their eyes on! And with that attitude she felt that she should claim a portion of these lands for herself. Why couldn't she run a herd? She had always been told she was smart and efficient.

She wandered about the lands leisurely, and why not? She already knew she belonged here and would stay here. Her wandering lead her towards a denser part of the forest, head lowered a bit as she looked around and then released a soft snort. Right leg struck out digging into the dirt and she released a shrill whinny. This was what she wanted. This was her land now. The denser trees offered more protection. Turning around she would rear up a bit and landed with a loud thud of front feet being forced to the ground. "This will do nicely."