Post by Dreamer on Jul 30, 2008 10:17:08 GMT -5
Over the grassy plains, into a meadow with green grass, charred at the bottom due to the flaming body that moved swiftly through it, not paying attention to what her flaming calves touched. Gray hooves padded the grassy plain, forcing the small horse pokemon forward at a deathdefying pace. She was going over 80 mph, with her eyes closed...not the best idea probably. Her mind was focused on other things, focused on an imaginary race, a race she was winning of course. She imagined a horn on her head, her blue flames longer and wider, and her torso more muscled, the body of a rapidash. The ponyta's legs moved in rythym to her stuttering heart. Her flaming tail whipped in the wind, some castaway sparks settling in the grassy meadow. A wild grin spread across the Ponyta's muzzle as she felt the flames near her hooves lick her underside.
Their wasn't any other thing that the Ponyta enjoyed more than running. It was indeed her favorite pasttime, her only pasttime ever since those bully rapidash kicked her out of the herd. The ponyta grimaced at the memory, and accelerated, pushing herself further and further into the vast meadow. She thought about stopping near a large pile of grass, she needed some food in her system after all, but the ponyta did not stop. She continued her sprint, circling around the edge of the terrain and pushing herself towards the middle again.
She didn't stop until she repeated her course three times, finally breathless enough to force herself to eat. She filled her belly with the dry grass, its flavor still on her tongue as soon as she settled down under a shady tree. The ponyta could feel her energy returning, and she was itching for a race. A real race this time. Scanning her surroundings, she found that the vast meadow was eerily barren of normal pokemon. She could detect sunkern and beautifly, but no racing partners...sighing, she set herself down, muscles throbbing from her last sprint. They too wanted to run again..
(Forgive the crap...its morning...I don't like mornings >:[)
Their wasn't any other thing that the Ponyta enjoyed more than running. It was indeed her favorite pasttime, her only pasttime ever since those bully rapidash kicked her out of the herd. The ponyta grimaced at the memory, and accelerated, pushing herself further and further into the vast meadow. She thought about stopping near a large pile of grass, she needed some food in her system after all, but the ponyta did not stop. She continued her sprint, circling around the edge of the terrain and pushing herself towards the middle again.
She didn't stop until she repeated her course three times, finally breathless enough to force herself to eat. She filled her belly with the dry grass, its flavor still on her tongue as soon as she settled down under a shady tree. The ponyta could feel her energy returning, and she was itching for a race. A real race this time. Scanning her surroundings, she found that the vast meadow was eerily barren of normal pokemon. She could detect sunkern and beautifly, but no racing partners...sighing, she set herself down, muscles throbbing from her last sprint. They too wanted to run again..
(Forgive the crap...its morning...I don't like mornings >:[)