they want rain without thunder and lightning
Through the stale air there reverberated a lupine howl; a chilling sound, though one that effortlessly gravitated the lightning child's fickle attention. Slender lobes flicked forward, and the roaned filly stood motionless, struggling to analyze the foreign utterance. For hours she had remained by her mother's side, occasionally mimicking the way the elder roan would nibble on stalks of grass and would occasionally frolic in the Oasis lake when things took on a more tranquil note, which was, to the filly, perceived in waves of boredom.

Azulee enjoyed speaking with her mother - she had so much knowledge to share and always found a way to sate her endless curiosity. But the filly had been thirsting for some sort of excitement, and as electric blue eyes beheld the form of her sister she couldn't help but feel a bout of eagerness ignite within her.

"Momma, can I go play with Cirrus?" The dame raised her head and peered out across the desert landscape, her eyes settling upon the form she knew all well to be her yearling daughter, though failing to notice the beast which stood beside her. "I don't mind, love." She said, and lowered her head once again to the loam, lips resuming their usual campaign of tearing green vegetation from the somewhat parched soil. An eager smile spread across the belle's lips and her small nub of a tail wagged ebulliently. She lifted her fore hooves from the sandy earth, and with her petite face hoisted high and wings partially unveiled, the young damsel bounded forward, lanky limbs carrying her exuberantly across amber sand.

"Just be careful!" Calls out the star breather as the flicka makes her departure, and Azulee all but ignores that sentient voice, too consumed in the not-so-distant apparition of her sister. "Cirrus!" She hollered as she approached, before she noticed something beside the belle. It didn't take too long to reach her, and as she grew near, the stench of putrescine pervaded her nostrils - it was a withering scent, though one that lingered, none the less, and caused her nose to twitch.

Azure eyes focalized upon the beast she had craned her neck so lovingly around, and an expression of pure stupefaction swiftly contorted her young features. "Whoa!" She exclaimed. "Where did you find him, sister?" Hesitantly, she extended her muzzle to the creature, inhaling his scent. She wondered if he might've been a companion, like the one Hototo had had with him that day on the beach not so long ago...