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Sun was over head, but a cold frost was in the air. Leaves all now on the ground rather on the branches leaving trees very naked. Frost on bits of the ground, and plants that lurked there. Suggesting that it was very cold. Fog had started to lift, which made Hema angry a bit. fog made it so much easier for sneaking away. She sighed.
Her brothers quickly got boring to play around with. One, she couldn't do anything with since his wings were fragile and could break. The other, because he had a horn and could hurt her if he wanted to. She snorted and bounced away flapping her sparkled wings trying to fly still. She was getting better at least. She could hover for a few seconds, and glide as well.
She stopped with the bouncing for a while, the cold air was making her sniffle and it was hard to catch her breath for the moment. She yawned and stretched her wings as she stood there for a moment. Even in the fog she seemed to shimmer like no other. A lot like her father does. Her mother had to at least have some type of light. She shook her head trying to get her mane to work with her. It always just seemed to want to stick straight up, though it was growing a bit.