Spice laughed a bit, a kind laugh and not one that would be making fun of him. She couldn’t help but wear a continuous smile upon her face as She was around this Soquili for some reason. She stopped laughing after a few moments and then began to speak.
" Well that’s a good reason to, and I'm glad I didn't. I wouldn’t feel very nice if I had. And it's good to act like a foal every once and a while, isn't it? After all what else is suppose to make one feel young Neh?"
She closed her eyes and thought of what it was like to be a foal. Though her childhood was cut short she could still remember it. Not many of the other children would ever play with her, in fact they feared her from the storied their parents told about her and her eyes. But there was still her brother who would play with her and his friend. All three of then would romp around and skidder about as foals should.
But that memory quickly passed and her eyes re-opened and looked strait out into the forest. She wondered what else was out there, in these lands. How many Soquili roamed free in this place that seemed always alive even in the dead of winter.
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