The petite mare snuffled her nose along the grass aimlessly, flicking her black tail. The sun beat down on
her brown and white back, causing it to twitch as the flesh rippled across the muscles. She was a dun and white paint, with
a black mane and tail and a thin dorsal stripe that ran down the length of her back. Two of her muscular legs were sheathed
in black, the other two melted into white.(c)
Her small face was white until it hit just below her ears, and her
one blue eye was startlingly clear. The small mare was slender, her black mane was ruffled, knotted and not all the same length.
She kept her head down toward the ground, never looking up, and seemed transfixed with what was below her. As she padded into
the field, she muttered to herself lightly. The quirky mare was named Blitz.