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The snow was thickly blanketed on the ground, and the girl picked her way carefully through the forest, trying to avoid the worst of the clumps. Gods, she hated the snow! It was wet, and cold, and messy, and it hurt her legs. The flakes were like needles on her sensitive skin, and when she would occasionally fall into a deeper drift than anticipated, it stabbed her belly without mercy. Her mother kept telling the her that spring was right around the corner, but the expression was lost on the filly. "What corner?" she would ask, and Mother would just smile. Aleta never really got a straight answer. It was infuriating. In fact, that was what had led the filly here today. She had convinced her mother to take her on another excursion beyond the borders of the Falls and, in an attempt to escape the snow, they had slogged their way to the forest. Her mother had suggested that the trees might have blocked the worst of the latest blizzard, and Sohalia had been right. There was much less snow here than there had been beyond the edge of the Deep Forest, and for that, the filly was grateful. Still, when she had complained that there was still quite a bit here, her Mother had smiled that useless smile and said that useless thing, and the girl had gone off in a huff to explore. Luckily, the filly was quite good at navigating. She had never gotten lost, not even when she strayed quite far from her mother's side. When she came upon the small clearing that held the unicorn and the weird creature, she could have told anyone that asked that her mother was digging through the snow in search of grass in a little meadow that was about fifty-two paces to the east. The sounds here would not carry that far in the snow-muffled woodlands, but Aleta could return to Sohalia quickly if need be. Besides, it would be difficult to miss the tracks that the girl had left in the snow, just in case her mother needed to find her. In any case, she was watching from the trees as someone new burst onto the scene. The mare looked vaguely familiar, as though Aleta had perhaps seen her in passing; it was entirely possible, given that they were from the same herd (not that the girl knew that quite yet). A little dragon was with the mare, and altogether the four of them made quite the odd group. An equine, a pegasus, a dragon, and a -- the girl frowned. She didn't have a name for the bird-dog, and the realization annoyed her. She liked knowledge and the collection thereof, and after deciding that none of the creatures before her appeared threatening, she decided that she would reveal herself. The filly stepped from the shadows, a crease in her brow due to the concentration it took to pick her way through the snow to investigate the creature that was the source of her curiosity. She stopped a polite distance from the group, though she longed to get even closer. She cocked her head to one side. "What kind of 'panion is that?" she asked, her childish voice high in the frigid air. |
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