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05-19-2014, 10:35 PM
Zünden
The filly had already started to wonder farther and farther from her mother. This was a big world and she wanted to explore it all, even if she would have to face trouble with her mother. She wan't even a little worried about getting in trouble, not that she knew what trouble was, yet anyway, it was only a matter if time. Shaking her already horned head the filly trotted from place to place sniffing the grass or a tree. The thunder cloud filly wondered vaguely were her father was. The towering white and red stallion was the first one to touch her, and he even named her. In her mix-matched eyes he was an idol, her true family, well besides her brother. He wasn't all that fun to play with though, he was to much of a thinker. She sighed and was just about to turn and head back to mother when the black cat, the one that had come with the large black and white stripped mare. It was running as fast as possible looking for something, well she assumed anyway. She squealed to get it's attention, it turned towards her. She spoke in her childish way, "Find mother if need help." The cat growled and streaked off again like a shadow. She grumbled, why were words so damn hard to find? Shaking her head she looked around. Why was the cat in such a hurry, then she remembered the black mare was carrying a child. 'Maybe she is having her baby!' She thought excitedly and trotted after the cat's scent. She seemed to run forever and was just about to stop and take a break when she heard a very angry voice. The filly kept up her awkward canter. Skidding to a stop as she saw the mare, a buckskin colt, and a dark grey and red foal trying desperately to stand. The stormy filly walked slowly towards the trio her head lowered trying to be submissive. Her voice was already twinged with the deep quality it would hold, "Hi I saw cat and came." She hated talking more than anything right now. Shrugging it off she strode slowly towards the three her eyes on the new foal. It looked a lot like herself and her brother. A thought scurried just out of reach for her young brain. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Words: 391 @[Delinne] "Talking" "Thinking" |
