Let's catch some crickets! [Xiuhtecuhtli]
Oct 8, 2023 4:33:51 GMT -7
fleabittengray and Roman like this
Post by faeriiefox on Oct 8, 2023 4:33:51 GMT -7
Angeliyah
The pale filly was quite new to this world, but ever so curious about everything new... Which was pretty much everything at this point. Between her and her siblings, they made enough trouble for all of Utopia, or so she had heard from people at least, although they all said so with laughte rin the voice, which she didn't understand. Shrugging off the thought, the pale fily skittered back and fourth over the brightly lit meadow, now laced with signs of Autumn, playing with small creatures, insects and what not. Her siblings were sleeping with their mother somewhere on the other side of the meadow they were visiting, but Angel just had too much energy right now.
As her mother had told her to go run around somewhere else if she couldn't nap with her siblings, she had done just that, playing with small critters that seemingly played right along with her. Little whinnys and happy sounds left her as she zigzagged through patched of taller, golden grass, in which she almost disappared at times.
It wasn't until she came out of one of those patches that she slowed down, coming to a stop and looking around her. Her small chest was heaving with breath, her ears clipping playfully while she looked around for her next target of chase. That was when she noticed someone else some distance away. She herself could barely see her mother right now, through all the tall grass and everything, but she hadn't seen this person from over where her mom and siblings were.
Starting to walk, quite calmly, towards the other, she quickly realized it was also a foal, just like her. Maybe a bit bigger, and a different colour than her and her family, but a foal nevertheless. He looked fun to play with!
Letting out another small whinny she approached, her pale mane and tail tussling in the breeze that swept over the meadows, and she clipped her dainty ears when the forelock tickled them. She had never seen an equine like him, because it was a him, right?, with such markings and with just how.. Different he was. She was curious.
"Hello?"
She didn't see anyone in the immediate vicinity of him either, so maybe he would be free to play with her? She wanted someone to play with, but her siblings were a little boring, sleeping the day away in the shadow of their mother.
tag; Roman w/Xiuhtecuhtli
words; 405
time; early autumn, 1-2 months old
The pale filly was quite new to this world, but ever so curious about everything new... Which was pretty much everything at this point. Between her and her siblings, they made enough trouble for all of Utopia, or so she had heard from people at least, although they all said so with laughte rin the voice, which she didn't understand. Shrugging off the thought, the pale fily skittered back and fourth over the brightly lit meadow, now laced with signs of Autumn, playing with small creatures, insects and what not. Her siblings were sleeping with their mother somewhere on the other side of the meadow they were visiting, but Angel just had too much energy right now.
As her mother had told her to go run around somewhere else if she couldn't nap with her siblings, she had done just that, playing with small critters that seemingly played right along with her. Little whinnys and happy sounds left her as she zigzagged through patched of taller, golden grass, in which she almost disappared at times.
It wasn't until she came out of one of those patches that she slowed down, coming to a stop and looking around her. Her small chest was heaving with breath, her ears clipping playfully while she looked around for her next target of chase. That was when she noticed someone else some distance away. She herself could barely see her mother right now, through all the tall grass and everything, but she hadn't seen this person from over where her mom and siblings were.
Starting to walk, quite calmly, towards the other, she quickly realized it was also a foal, just like her. Maybe a bit bigger, and a different colour than her and her family, but a foal nevertheless. He looked fun to play with!
Letting out another small whinny she approached, her pale mane and tail tussling in the breeze that swept over the meadows, and she clipped her dainty ears when the forelock tickled them. She had never seen an equine like him, because it was a him, right?, with such markings and with just how.. Different he was. She was curious.
"Hello?"
She didn't see anyone in the immediate vicinity of him either, so maybe he would be free to play with her? She wanted someone to play with, but her siblings were a little boring, sleeping the day away in the shadow of their mother.
tag; Roman w/Xiuhtecuhtli
words; 405
time; early autumn, 1-2 months old