# 1 Happy Ghost~Cherry Cola

#1 Happy Ghosts~ Cherry Cola

One Brisk Autumn Night, a cold breeze blows through a small rustic paddock. The occupants of this homely paddock are a sweet and striking Cherry Primitive Dun Tobiano mare named Cherry Cola. As the leaves danced in the wind, Cherry stepped out gracefully through the crunching leaves. Her medium-length tail blows behind her like a curtain of warmth. Walking toward the pristine white picket fence, she gazed out at the beautiful autumn scenery, admiring the beautiful amber, ruby, and golden colored leaves. 

Taking a deep breath of the chilling air, Cherry nicked and tossed her head this morning seemed to vibrate with mystical feelings like it was….alive. Cherry gazed out toward the autumn forest, her body humming with a rare anticipation. When nothing happened, Cherry downheartedly slowly turned back to her stall when she heard it….the faint sweet nicker. She lifted her head, ears pricking and turning toward the sound….A new horse? She thought about questioning. Turning back toward the forest, Cherry saw a faint shimmer appear. 

Slowly, this shimmer shaped into a sturdy build of a horse, emerging slowly from the mist along the Forest Line. The hauntingly beautiful horse looked to be made of moonlight. Slowly walking past the forest line, the Ghost horse neighed loudly, like an offering for Cherry to join him. His presence seemed to warm the autumn air around them. Cherry nickered back and slowly backed up before galloping toward the fence. With her hooves placed, she positioned herself to JUMP. Landing on the other side of the fence, Cherry smiled and ran toward the Ghost stallion. 

The Ghost stallion turned, flinging his head and taking off running in the forest. Cherry, hot on his hooves she raced through the forest right behind him. The Ghost turned his head and whined loudly, gaining a smile from Cherry running through the forest, feeling the cold breeze on her body made her feel happy. Slowly, both horses came to a running stream that had a beautifully quiet glade that shimmered with autumn beauty. Both of them came to a stop, looking around, watching the leaves magically fall around them so gracefully. 

The Ghost stallion seemed to shimmer more in the dawnlight, making him look like he was made of pure starlight. Feeling his presence and being in this quiet glade, Cherry feels like she is not alone for the first time in a long time. She felt connected to her surroundings and even to this stallion if he was coming to see her for a reason. Looking at him, she smiled and nickered again, bowing in respect. She turned and ran back to her paddock, jumping the fence again. She turned her head and whinnied loudly in happiness toward the forest. Watching the beautifully haunting, shimmering stallion glow one last time this autumn before disappearing.

Walking into the stall, Cherry’s coat bristled with energy and warmth after her autumn run. Cherry took a deep breath of the cool air, humming a short lullaby her sire used to hum to her. Then it dawned on Cherry….That was her Sire. Quickly turning back, Cherry whinnied a beautifully haunting goodbye to her sire.