Amber still felt like if she were to come over she would been introoding. So she realed around and head at dead run from the ridge abover the waterfall. There she felt completely comfortable. She would go up ther and lay down watching what ever was below.

Amber watched from a distence from under a willow tree. "Um... wonder why the other left?" [/color]"oh, well nun of my busnies."

She then walked up to the river to lay down. Thinking why am I so shy when it comes to stallions?

Amber being new had just pretty much stayed out on the hill near the water fall. She loved to run and she ran with her head high in the air, like a star gaser, and with her tail high. When she heard someone she would paw the ground nevously and usually desided to run back to the waterfall. Now heari...