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Trundling unsteadily through the undergrowth was another foal, eyes only freshly opened and awe-filled, as hungry to take in everything around him as his nose was for fresh smells and his stomach was in general, in spite of the bugs he'd been snatching up as he walked. Then again, he mused as he paused to look at his belly, they're pretty small, mostly - it must take a lot of bugs to fill a kimeti.

Then, peeking through the tall, spring-green grass, the little green-and-red foal saw something very interesting indeed - another foal! He still had his eyes closed, and was all white and black and blue and yellow. He stopped to just look at him (and try to push a piece of beetle shell out from between his teeth) for a little bit, before saying, "Hey."

Her brother had been here. She remembered him, remembered nosing his cheek. He had been the first sight she had seen in this world, and now he was nowhere to be found. Granted she was the one that had wandered off; following a scent that had so intrigued her, but she hadn't thought it would take her so far away. Now Be Mine felt very much alone; her legs trembling beneath her, not used to having to carry so far.

Then a voice, low and only just heard in the underbush up ahead. With the hope that perhaps it was Eternity and she had finally made her way back to him, she stumbled forward and stuck half her body through thick grass that blocked her way in order to peer through.

"Oh... oh..." She stared at the two foals for a moment with quite the disappointed face. "You're not my brother." Not even close; as the two were female.

After unceremoniously falling out of her sac, Watchword had stayed huddled in the same spot she had fell, too scared to move. When her eyes opened, her curiosity grew, but she still didn't budge. Instead, the young foal looked at her surroundings, doing her best to take in everything at once. To her delight, she found nearby sac remnants of several other kimeti. Siblings??
The thought of meeting her brothers and sisters piqued enough interest in Watchword for her to stand and follow (or at least, for her to attempt to). Her feet scrabbled on the ground, and she fell into a crumpled heap. It was only after several feeble attempts that her little legs finally held up, trembling furiously as she stood.
Now, she thought to herself, which way could they have gone?
Choosing a path, the foal tottered along, getting further and further away from her initial spot. As she walked, she grew increasingly uncertain. "Perhaps they didn't go this way after all..." she muttered sadly.
But just as she was about to turn back, a definite "hey" was heard and she saw a swishing red tail stuck to a green behind.
"Hey!" she called back, disregarding the fact that the owner of the tail probably wasn't talking to her.

((Hot-Pepper, Cold Streak, Watchword))

The green and red foal was startled, turning to see the mostly-grey one that had snuck up on him before being startled again into looking at his original target. He blinked a few times, slowly, then decided on something to say - "Another foal. Or, two foals," he corrected himself. Turning to partly face the one who'd turned up behind him, he continued, "My name's Hot-Pepper. What's your names?"

(Pepper, Watchword, Cold)

The young foal was startled by the addition of Lost Water to the group; never having been around so many Kimeti at one time before. “Hello.” She answered much thought; mimicking the greetings of the others. However being addressed by Unblinking Eyes quickly stole her attention.

“Ah…” Be Mine wriggled free of the brush and then sat back with a thoughtful frown. She wasn’t entirely sure some unknown foal could play her brother in Eternity’s absence, but the more she thought about it, the more it made her feel a little better. “Okay… you can be Other-Eternity.” She eventually pronounced with a shy smile.

Lost Water took in the others that she had found, or well maybe they found her. At last she wasn't alone again. She smiled at the others, hoping that they could be friends. "My name is Lost Water, can we be friends?"

She could be a bit blunt at times, but she wanted to know before deciding on if they will be nothing more than a distant memory. The mostly dark foal was eager to make friends and wasn't sure if her brothers could be called that. On wobbly legs, Lost went over to nudge the one missing her brother. "We can find him for you, if you want? I have two, and have misjudged my steps to find them again.'