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Yuko chuckled and his smile blossomed a bit more as he looked at her. She was quite optimistic and perhaps that’s why in a way he was fond of her, possibly even jealous. Apart of himself wished that he could venture off and start his own adventure, but everything outside of his herd well…bored him. He wasn’t always like this. His mother when he was just a foal would tell whimsical, brave stories of knights and noble Stars that would overwhelm his mind. He just like them wanted to make his own adventures and take a long, very long journey to meet friends and possibly enemies. But then Yuko grew up into a stubborn ‘ol male. He didn’t want to do any sort of adventures. He only wanted to loaf around with his family close by.

“My family…” he started to say, glancing up at one of the crevices upon the cave’s ceiling. The sky was now fading into pink with the sun setting in the distance. Clouds drifted overhead a light draft could be felt which made him shiver a bit. The nights seemed so colder nowadays.

“What’s there to tell?” he huffed. “Typical family herd I suppose. Consists of my Mother, my Father, and I have a brother. We’re all pretty boring. Though I remember my Mother telling me stories of when her and my Father met, the journeys they took, and blah blah blah. Not sure if what happened actually had…I’m guessing they were just bedtime stories to put me to sleep,” he snorted.

“I have to ask…Why would you want to visit your Mother. She sounds completely daft. And whereabouts does your brother reside? These mountains are like a maze—or so that’s’ what my Mother has said. Perhaps only my second time venturing this far away, even then I didn’t stay long.”

“I only ask because it’s getting late and…well…you should just stay here until morning. Don’t need something to happen to you. Quite frankly I’m scared of your Mother,” he chuckled again.

Yuko chuckled and nodded his head as he gazed up at the crevices on the cavern’s ceilings. A couple little critters could be heard running about as their tiny paws made scrape noises against the stone. “You want to hear some stories, eh?” he blinked, some debree of leaves and twigs falling down from one of the holes. “You do realize that they were probably just bedtime stories to put myself and my brother to sleep at night. They were usually all the same—the storyline that is. Some hero knight saving a damsel in distress from a wicked something or another,” he paused and looked to the young mare. “Though every time I heard the stories no matter that they were all the same…it was like hearing something different if that makes any sense.” As Yuko spoke to Mairin about his Mother a faint smile would begin blossoming on his lips. “She always did tell the best stories. It would be interesting to know that they are real,” he said.

He stepped forwards underneath one of the crevices. The sun was setting which meant as soon as the moon rose up, than he could show her the surprise. Hopefully she would like it otherwise this trip and this chit-chat would be for nothing. A chuckle escaped from his vocals. “My family is pretty daft. You’d have to meet them to actually understand. But they’re good and they all mean well,” he smiled.

“So,” he paused with a cocked eyebrow. “Your Father is the brute of the family? Don’t tell me he’ll be throwing potions at me or something…He’s not a witch too, or whatever you call male witches…” he asked. Yuko couldn’t actual imagine anyone aside from her crazed Mother, that anyone would actually be overly mean and aggressive. Mairin seemed pretty much neutral. She wasn’t all that insane considering that she basically though magic is real. She’s bubbly and full of energy, Yuko thought to himself as he looked at her. Nothing wrong with that considering Mother is just the same, he said again to himself. If Yuko was to bring Mairin home right now than his Mother would without a doubt taking a liking to her.

Idea. Great, glorious idea! If Yuko was to bring Mairin home to his parents than maybe they would stop getting on his back. Bring this young mare saying that he met a new friend…Mother would be overwhelmed and what to spend time with Mairin, getting to know her that she’d be too busy to even nag on her son. Excellent. Then he could lounge and do what he does best…nothing.

“Ahem,” he cleared his voice. “How about I help you to your brother’s cave?” he asked her. Suave. Play it smooth, he reminded himself. “It’s the least I can do to help you out,” he smiled reassuringly. “In the morning we’ll leave to your brother’s cavern and see your Mother.”

“How come your brother lives so far away from your herd?” he asked quite curious to know. It’s always been Yuko and his family no matter what. He was born with the protection of his Mother and Father, plus is brother. He couldn’t think of what it would be like if his parents did split. Of course his brother was off on his own journey, but he still made time to see the good ‘ol family every now and then.

He chuckled and nodded his head. “Fair enough,” he said even though honestly he did want to meet her brother. “If you’re sure, but it honestly wouldn’t be out of the way. At least let me get you there and then I’ll be on my way. It’s almost winter here and the nights are quite cold,” he said. “Although you do have those ‘magical’ rocks,” he grinned.

The young stallion again looked up at the crevices. He was pretty sure the sun was already setting behind the mountains even though he wasn’t witnessing the sunset. Shame though as he was fond of the last rays of sunlight before darkness fell across the lands. There was always something so magical about the last beams of the sun. “Any time now,” he reassured Mairin with a soft smile. “And then we’ll see if those pebbles or anything else in your bag can be compared with what’s about to be seen,” he said almost in a challenging tone.

Of course Yuko wasn’t entirely interested in meeting Mairin’s brother or even her Mother. He felt a yearning—compelled to get to know this mare better. How odd, he snorted as he gazed at her. She was completely daft believing in magic but he couldn’t help it but feel fond of her youthful optimism. The young male exhaled quite loudly and lowered his head as he rested against the cavern’s wall. He glanced up at the rocky crevices of the ceiling to see the sky darkening. “Ready?” he pushed himself off a bit with a smirk. His eyes lowered as he began to move a couple pieces of fallen rock underneath the crevices. There didn’t seem to be anything magical or even mysterious about the stones but he kept collecting them into a small pile. “Just watch,” he breathed and stepped to the side. The sunlight was fading behind the mountains. The last rays of sunlight which Yuko believed to be the richest began to descend and for a moment, as if on cue crept their way down the cavern’s ceiling. The beautiful sunlight beamed down onto the collected rocks and glimmered. The dull, boring rocks now glowed different beautiful colors and sparkled of twilight. “My Mother taught me that trick. Now how’s that for magic?” Yuko chuckled as he looked to Mairin and then to the rocks. “Something so ordinary and boring that can turn into something beautiful...” his voice trailed out as he thought to himself out loud with a faint smile.