Alongside the chocolate mare, the little bay began to come to life. Her tired eyes began to fill with excitement at the notion of moving forward and by forward, she was moving with leaps and bounds. The Edge sprawled before them as they responded to the dragonsong, but of course it was a hassle to drive the filly from her antics when it seemed that time was of the essence. Her mind seemed to be everywhere at once which was certainly nothing new but when she constantly stopped to re-position the small glowing orb in her mouth, it became quite an issue. But as they progressed, the youth finally settled and drew close enough to her mother so that she could feel the movement of her shoulder against her own as she walked. For a time they moved like that and perhaps the girl was simply entertained by the sensation, at least until the group of horses ahead took precedent.

Her eyes widened with delight at the sight of them and if it had not been for the constant reminder that her mother was there, she would have shot off like a comet intent on ravaging each one. It was all she could do to hold herself back when she so desperately desired to explore, especially when so many other foals were present. When would she be old enough to be like them? A few comical shrieks bit through the quiet roaring of curious voices and when she felt that she’d had just about enough waiting, she lunged forward.

Once she was in the crowd, she was more than happy to track down familiar a scent that reminded her of home, or really, her father. She did not see him yet, but she knew that he was close. She knew that she had heard his voice through the drifting conversation and once she had put all of her other tasks aside, she sought him out. It didn’t take long though because he stood before the crowd like a tree standing tall. Her excited cries were recognized once more until her father swooped down quickly to have them ceased. He murmured softly into her ear and she finally fell quiet. However, it didn’t last long because when her mother resurfaced from the crowd of faces, she chirped happily at her once more.

There was no real worry to be shared within the small family because they were among friends. They did not have to worry about little Essetia running amuck with so many a careful eye- though they did have to somehow get a handle on the awful shrieking before someone else did it for them.