sand crystal, young mare in heat ( R anything goes, maybe find love)

sandy trotted into the garden of plenty, like any 3 year old filly would, she was about to turn 4 and had left the safe watchful eye of her herd to go explore the gardens, she pranced through a small creek and kicked up her pinkish hooves and she galloped about befre stopping to graze here and there. sandy felt this burnign sensation coming from her rump area not knowing it was her heat scent she trotted about spreading her tangy sweet scent which was bitter to her over to a tree where she backed her rump up and began to rumb against the tree to releave the buring which would only subside for now, she continue to graze under the tree.

sand crystal lifeted her head right away as she heard another horse come by, she didnt except him to be such a large horse. " hello are you lost" she said as she cocked her head to the side with a smile before taking a step towards the shire