A lone mare trotted along feeling her aging set in yet she was a foal. A foal that could fly, and be so ambitious ... well her heart felt like it anyway. In the absence of her mother she felt a little lonely and now sought out the one thing that always made her feel as if she was entwined in a wintery blanket.
Kahaina. Such is a song that lies in a loved one's heart.
And the one thing before stepping into the realm of an elder was her single query that she was longing for.
Little ones.
But just how do you request if even to bring up a subject so precious with the one you love. Someway somehow she'd discover her motive.
