It is utterly, wonderfully, such a perfect day for playing at the park. It's sunny out, but with a few clouds to help keep the heat down. The sky is dazzlingly blue and the grass freshly-cut, and there were plenty of foals playing in the park! Damselfly wasn't exactly playing with any of them, but she felt very happy and very not-lonely just to be around people.
"Oh sun shine dazzling on, with this much fun how could anyone yawn?~" The foal was, of course, singing to herself. It was slightly more impressive today than usual, because today she was walking atop the monkey bars. How to foals use monkey bars usually? Very, very carefully. But she'd never been good at that, so on top of them she went! One little hoof carefully set down after another. Finally, she reached the end of the bars, forelegs crouching down as she peeked down, little wings perked up.
It would probably be a pretty fantastic jump.
"One day I will turn into a swan!" She finished her song, leaping from the top! ... Only for little wings to start flapping, the jump ruined as she fluttered down gently to the ground.
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