Board Thread:Clubs/@comment-44390494-20191206064730/@comment-44390494-20191222014506

Guys, I need help with my introduction:

'''The snow-capped meadow’s grounds glinted in the moonlight of the nighttime. Its many bare maples stood with delicate, rustling leaves that danced with the evening’s playful breeze. A single frosted leaf gave into the wind’s soft blow, letting go of its precious branch and swirling down the tree, landing gently on a young colt’s muzzle.'''

'''Peet slightly flinched, eyeing the fallen blade with curious eyes. His velvety chestnut brown cover was lightly coated with snowflakes as he stood by a maple’s shadow out in his pasture. The Clydesdales’ strong muscles gave out a shudder when a particularly potent current flew past his withers, shaking his head once to let the frozen leaf on his muzzle swish to the snow-covered ground.'''

''' The colt turned around, flicking his tail. Peet liked it outside. Despite the harsh weather of Frost-green, he enjoyed watching the fragile leaves of the trees swoop slowly towards the ground, or feeling the crisp winds against his mane while cantering through the snow-white fields of his enclosure. He much rathered being out than trapped inside his small stall. '''

'''Peet trotted over to the wooden fence’s limit, peeking at the snowy darkness of the forest ahead. Chirping crickets sang together in unison, filling the alive woods with their combined twitter. Hidden creatures lurked in the shadows, and invisible flocks of birds were softly warbling by the towering branches. '''

'''He stood there, staring into the wildlife so close yet so far away from him. Sometimes, just sometimes, he wondered how it would be like to be out there. The wind racing around him as he galloped freely without direction through the forest. The smells of the exotic plants and trees he’d never gotten to sniff. The way he’d sleep under the twinkling silver stars dotting the midnight sky, illuminating his pathway towards the wild. Peet sighed, already turning around. But then, out of nothing, the colt’s ears perked up at a twig snap inside the woods, his eyes glistening with bewilderment. He squinted at the darkness between the trees as he took a step closer to the fence, extending his head as far over it as he could to get a closer look. '''

'''Something shifted in the bushes ahead. From what Peet could see—or rather hear, given the moonlit darkness shadowing the woods—there was a large silhouette lurking under the cover of the thick canopy of leaves. He could barely make out its dark shape between all of the evergreen, but even the numerous cover of branches surrounding it could not fool Peet’s sharp sight. '''

'''Right there, in between of all the layers of frosted green, a slim build filly stood still, her dark brown colored coat gleaming silver under the moonlight. '''

'''The colt froze in place. He could feel his breathing speeding up, his amber eyes shining with curiosity. Was this a wild horse? He thought those were only a myth to explain how the barn’s hay stock kept disappearing overnight. Peet tried squinting harder, attempting to get a better look at the filly. '''

'''But then, out of nothing, they locked eyes. Eyes as blue as ice itself, staring right into amber as radiant as fire. '''

I did use indent on the thing, by the way. I'm still working on a few details, but I just want to know if this would make you read more.