Dancing On Your Grave... { For Tayssi only; Rated R?}

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The bright sun reflected off the sweaty coat of the large stallion that thundered down the valley. His head bobbing up and down. Tail flagged out like a banner, his mane galloping with the wind. Altair snorted, slowing to a graceful trot. Dirt flinging up as his pointed hooves drove into the Earth. They clicked in the air as he brings his hooves up then back down. The massive stallion let ot a neigh, his head tucked into the crease of his chest. Hooves going up to snap into place then striking them back down roughly. He danced across the vast valley. Wind ruffled his thin aligning of coat hair and his mane and tail steadily rode the breeze current. Suddenly he came to a complete stop at the very edge of a mountain. Rocks crumbling, skipping each sharpened bolder as gravity brought the rocks down. He grinned, taking a step forward. Locking his front hooves onto one bolder, balancing himself as he started to carefully make his way down the slope. The gorgeous white stud began to prance down the hill. Rocks breaking with each hoof beat he made. He elegant swaying motions made him seem like he was levitating.
Once he reached the end of the slope, Altair leaped upward. Landing gracefully onto the Earth surface lightly. Shaking his head wildly to get the dirt of his beauitful glistening coat. Sweat glands rolling down his fine shaped muscles. They popped out of hos skin as he took a few more steps towards a rippling river. Dipping his muzzle into the rushing water. Small waves reflecting as his maw met the tip of the strikingly cold surface. He took a long gulp before pulling his head up. Mane falling over his face, tail flickered. He drew his crown up to look to the amy. Watching as the clouds maneuvered themselves throughout the bright blue sky. His ears flickered to listen to the sounds around him. He drew in a sigh before letting it out. He was lost in the memory's of his aweful past history..