As the darkness of evening broke in, the confidence of this fluffy equid began to waver. Her tiny steps taking jittery leaps forward in her nervousness to find her mother and the rest. Large auds flicked back in dislike, as maw opened to allow her shrill call to echo outwards. The bray was rather screeching and unpleasant to ones ear, but the chocolate dame was quite unaware of such flaws. Again she continued onwards, little limbs nearly invisible within the thick frost that covered the earth beneath her. Her gait was slowing, as tiny stature fought through the darkening forests terrain, her growing weariness becoming increasingly obvious as breath grew labored. To buffer her loneliness, she began a sweet hum. It was the tune of a song she'd yet to learn all the words for, and the mumbles of attempts to do so were mixed in with the little brays, childish voice sticking out in the silence of the crisp night fall.
"We will find what we once believed..mm..crawl our...to ..hmm...clear skies..standing up we are.Standing up, we are."
{Please forgive my muse at the moment, I promise it will grow when I get a better idea of her going.}