Focusedheart
Through all, smile. Through the worst, smirk.
-He stood with his eyes clear and his ears flicking forward at the hint of a sound. His soft mane being teased by the wind as the strands of his tail played in it's embrace. The weight of his strength held on legs that would carry him far. As the pair matched eyes, a silence grew and soon their breaths became one in the same. The sturdy legs now supporting his courage and the faith of his rider as they fly over the uneven landscape with confidence.-