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 Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 10:49 pm
"Father?" She knew not the word as it was not one she had ever used, nor was it one that she had heard often growing up. She shook her head slowly. "No... Draven is my... Our family's Guardian. He... Takes care of us and makes sure that nothing happens. He's always been there." At least, it seemed as if he had always been there. Some of her oldest memories were of Draven and her mother along with Trevalyn, roaming the plains.
"I've... Only just recently started to venture from home. It seems strange... But I can't exactly stay in one place forever. There's an entire world out there to see." She nodded slowly, thinking on the stories she had been told.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 10:52 pm
"Sounds almost like myself. I tend to travel.. In fact, Im only traveling here.. I used to live around here with my.. guardian. But.. We dont get along as well as we used to.. So I started roaming."
She said, refraining from the word father.
Why bother the flutter mare? It wasnt exactly fair. She gave a smile.
"You look just like me.. And I look just like you."
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 9:40 am
"You..." She looked at the other mare for a moment, letting her gaze linger as a soft smile curved her mouth. "... Look so much like mother; moreso than you and I look alike. If you put the two of us together you'd have her, I think. Have you seen her yet?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 10:14 am
She didnt know, that in the future she would be seeing her mother for the second time in her still young life. But at this point, the mare had yet to lay eyes on her mother, other than the one time as a filly, and that just wasnt acceptable.
"Unfortunately no. But I hope to soon. I seem to be running into the entire family as of late." She said smiling.
"I met Trev, then I ran into you. I imagine it wont be long before I venture forth, and run into the mare to call mother."
She flicked her tail, still gazing at the mare named Memory.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 10:31 am
"You will... When things are supposed to happen they do." She nodded slowly, tail flickering behind her. She had no doubt in her mind that Naina would see their mother again; just as she would when she was done with her wandering. She'd return with tales to tell, just as her mother had always told them to her.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 11:44 am
"So what do you like to do? I mean, I know how you are now.. But I know so little of you."
She said, trying to strike up a conversation.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 12:07 pm
"It all depends on the day and the weather." She smiled brightly. There were always different things to do on different days; it was just a matter of finding them. "The grass is so beautiful this time of year... Sad that its color will soon be changing."
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 12:11 pm
"Oh yes, lovely. But the trees, in the time of the grass changing color, turn into the most beautiful shades with their leaves. Its amazing."
She said, smiling, and remembering the falling copper, golds, yellows, and reds. They were almost like sunsets.
By far her favorite season.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:01 am
"Truly? It sounds lovely. Draven and Mother have told me a bit of fall... I look forward to seeing my first." She nodded slowly, a slight smile curving her lips. Having been born in winter she had yet to see the gifts of fall.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 1:49 pm
She had only heard stories of the fall. She hadnt witnessed it as first eye encounter.. But father had gone into so much detail, as he was fond of fall as well. It was winter he despised, but he felt sure it had nothing to do with his seperation from her mother. He just.. Didnt like the cold. Snow wasnt something he generally got along with.
"Oh yes. Ive heard miraculous stories. Some are so amazing. I cant wait to see my first fall, which, father says, is coming up rather rapidly."
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