"Ha. Hahaha!" the spirited colt huffed out as he dashed across the open field, hardly touched by the infamous crowds of D'ob. Leave it to aunt Vierna to find a place secluded and away from the masses like this. It was so very awesome to feel as though he and his little family were the only ones in the world. Even if that feeling lasted for only a few short hours, for doubtless this place would have more visitors as the day grew longer. For now though, the mostly blue aeri colt tossed his head and blew hot breath from his flaring nostrils. He was in such a mood to play that he had hardly gotten the chance to nibble at the sweet grasses D'ob provided. Later, he had told himself, for right now the early morning was too glorious to pass up.
"Now," the orange-eyed colt pondered, "Where did my brother get off to?" If he were to play with anyone in this valley he'd rather it be Loko than Vierna. Don't get him wrong, Bruenor enjoyed his aunt's company, but she sure didn't know how to play a nice game of tag or spar at all. He was hoping, however, that his brother would be able to supply him with a better game. Flicking his short tail he began to walk, glancing sideways for any sign of his more green counter-part.
