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Bright eyed and bushy tailed, the colt followed the one he learned to be his mother--the warm, safe place. She was kind, and she kept him fed well enough. It was difficult, though, and he often had to fend off the wombmate from his meals. Perhaps in time the young colt would learn to share with his twin sister, but in these days just after birth, all he knew was he needed to eat and he needed to explore. So, when mother--or Mai--let them leave her side, the colt did so with pomp and circumstance. He held his little head high and his tail perked up behind him. Cloven toes devoured the hard-packed sands below him, bringing him to the shore behind the warm, safe place. Quizzically he lowered his head to sniff at the lush liquid. It was only when his mother splashed at him did his eyes light up brightly again, the gunmetal fire burning brightly behind dark lashes.
"HA!" He exclaimed, bouncing and splashing into the waters. His sister's squeal made his ears perk forward and a sudden, devilish smirk curl his dark lips. Bounding the few steps away from her, Nizho shifted his shoulder and jumped towards the girl of slight build. His sister had not yet gone in the water, but the young colt hoped to knock her into it with his shoulder. "C'mon!" He giggled, little wings flapping wildly on his dark back. Mai--warm, safe place--had gone into the water, now why was Asavvi staying out of it? Was she being coy (a concept the boy did not yet understand) or was she merely unaware that the water was fun? Snorting some, Nizho's rump wiggled behind him and he nipped at his sister's ears, trying to pull her towards the lapping waters edge.
Surely, she was missing out. When Nizho had splashed in the water, he liked the way it felt between his cleft toes. He thought that Mai--warm, safe place--liked the water, too, for she stood in it and splashed just as he had. "Asavvi!"
Drinking freedom from a bottle to the tune of belong |
