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02-24-2015, 11:50 AM
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Rhoa Like ships in the night [Patrol with @[Amani] and @[Destry] The spy, the diviner, and me. I wonder who comes up with these arrangements, who decided who will patrol with who. It has always seemed so arbitrary to me, so incredibly strange. After all, if we did discover something, what would we even do? I am still too young to be of much use, even though I have grown significantly. I am not as tall as I will one day be, but at least I am not quite so lanky and unevenly built. But the girls? Amani and Destry don't seem like the fighting type, nor built particularly for speed. I could be wrong of course, I haven't spent much time with either. Perhaps that is why we've been grouped together? Is this more of a social patrol? I huff to myself as I land in the Meadow. I look around and see neither the dark mare or the paint. I guess I'm the first one here. I fold my embered wings against my grey flanks and look around. The Meadow, as usual, seems fairly uneventful. The day is hot, and I wish we had been assigned to the Woods or the Beach ... somewhere with shade or the ocean to jump into. I can feel sweat beginning to line my flanks and between my thighs. Briefly my thoughts turn to Ivezho and his tale. How he and Mother had not simply gone off, but how Mother had disappeared and he had gone off after her. Did he blame me for not going after them? For thinking that they were capable of just abandoning us? Should I have been more concerned, rather than slighted? "This sucks." I say outloud, mostly to myself, as I kick the top of a flower with my hoof. Why wasn't anything easy? Why was being young so hard? |
