The Centaur

I heard her laughing ahead and I jogged on, huffing and out of breath. Suddenly, I felt a cool breeze on my face and I stopped. It was obvious that I would never catch up to her. "You win, I give up!' I yelled and fell to the dusty, hard, ground. I lay there, tired and exhausted. The dust was beginning to clear and as it did, I saw something coming towards me. I sighed in defeat and smiled to myself. Four hooves were stood in front of me. Above me, a beautiful centaur stood with her hands on her hips.