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11-28-2016, 11:49 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-28-2016, 11:51 AM by Maude.
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Today was the day. Though she had scarcely wanted to, she’d peeled herself away from her father’s side to anxiously wait out the twenty minutes or so he’d claimed he needed to prepare for the lesson. In reality, he probably had simply wanted to get away from his daughter’s enthusiastic (but surely aggravating) barrage of questions, inquiries, and side tangents. Regardless, she’d been left to fretful pacing about the roots of her family tree, anxiously straightening her silk tail band and antler pearls, or ensuring her hooves were perfectly clear of debris, and her mane lying exactly as it should. When her father’s voice called out through the Edge, all her tedious tending to her looks is forgotten as she swiftly canters through the trees, wildly winding through the snow laden forest. Arriving at the end of the greenhouse he’d told her to meet at (at least ten times) in a flurry of hooves and enthusiasm, powdery snow is cast about as she somewhat slides to a stop. Glancing about, and discovering herself the first to arrive, her stance becomes one of utmost pride, her small chest pressed outwards and head held high. “Hi Pea!” she cheerfully intones to her father’s companion, her smile wide and eager. Flicking an ear back, she listens for others arriving, and is careful to always wiggle over just a little bit to make room for those that come in, always looking for Gawen, the other child her age who'd said he wanted to be a Doctor, too. It was for him that the spare space between herself and the others was intended. Her dad had said he'd come, after all, and she always wanted more friends! |
Hold onto this lullaby, even when the music's gone.
