Post by Cookie on Jun 29, 2006 18:46:03 GMT -5
Sofia stumbled across the Riverside largely by mistake. The blue roan mare knew she was one of two neutrals in the entire world-- but she had no ambitions to be queen. No, she wasn't like that. She preferred the backseat rather than the front: more room to stretch out, be comfortable. It was the difference between being the "big cheese" and the "little cheese". She liked the little cheese, even though she was nearly 16 hands. Har har har.
So, she wanted to claim this land. It was nice, quiet, peaceful. No royal responsibilities. Sounds good, no?
