Ears perked forward as the call from her friend came forth. Whirling around, her tail whipped against her flanks. And a joyous expression came to her features as the tan colored filly came into view once more. "Ah ah! There you are! I thought you might have gotten hurt while trying to run away! Or maybe even caught by one of those mean 'ol Kalona thingies." She drew a little circle in the dirt with a tiny hoof. Darma didn't know what she could have done if that had happened. She giggled at the little nudge, lifting her head up high.
The filly didn't know much about Kalona, except that they were meanie heads and usually ill tempered. So she made it a practice to steer clear of any places that they might be living. Though sometimes you couldn't and they'd sneak right up on you. And that was when you had to be prepared to either fight or flee. And Darma would rather choose the latter. She wasn't a fighter.
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