Ni'Srilan: The Desert: Saga

It was high noon, and the sun was reaching it's peak of heat on the day. And where most horses sought refuge in the small shades scattered here and there, Rin was in the midst of it, gladly soaking up the energy, heat, and life offered by the Sun. It was not a spectacular day, at least not in the spectrum of Rin's life. Time was beginning to feel short in her mind, and she was desperate to do, something! Her body was trembling ever so slightly with the accumulation of built up energy. There was an ache in her bones that she couldn't quite drive out. With her nose quivering, and her blood boiling, somebody had better do something. A mare as high strung as her, could not stand for this much idleness. Breath some life into these bones!

Rin settled for pacing, when after a time, it had seemed that her silent pleas would go unanswered. Her pacing was not agitated or stressed, merely filled with a thirst for more.