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 Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2010 11:13 pm
 The sun had risen at long last and was shining off the snow before the snug cavern where Flann lived with her adopted son Tsiyu...or rather, the path outside the cave. Peering out from where she lay on a bed of pine boughs and moss curled up around Tsiyu, the sky was an improbable shade of turquoise, a few ice clouds scudded across the horizon almost indecisively, and she could tell it would be cool and bright. Even though Flann liked mornings and winter, now that she had her strangest and sweetest little surprise of a guest of sorts, she had no real inclination to leave the cave.
Flann had not been initially ecstatic when Sali had left her with Tsiyu in his basket, but she'd come to love him as a son. It was the soft side of her that made her love him, it truly was, and the longer Flann stayed with Tsiyu, the more she came to like foals in general. She just knew that her smoky eyes softened at the presence of Tsiyu, and the thought at once amused, irked, and made her feel happy all over again. In other words, having Tsiyu made her happy, even if she was too crotchety at times to admit her fondness for her "son."
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 7:29 pm
 As Tsiyu slept next to his adopted mother his thoughts were filled with dreams, but as he slowly returned to the conscious world, they began to fade. He struggled to remember what the images were. It was dark. He remembered that much. Dark like his basket was. And it was warm. Then he remembered it becoming cold. And suddenly it was light. He remembered seeing Flann. Flann..
He squirmed at bit, remembering where he was now, and slowly opened his eyes. He was in the cave with his mother, and light was filtering in from outside where the snow was. He liked snow. Well, maybe not the cold part of it. But when it fell, it looked like him; like the white on his back. And when it was on the ground it looked like the bangs of his mother's hair. Tsiyu turned to face the larger red pony, and felt relieved that she was right where he thought she was.
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 7:33 am
Flann noticed the squirming and looked down at Tsiyu, who had clearly just woken up. "Good morning, wee one," she said softly with a smile. "Are ye ready for today's adventure?" Each day seemed like a wonderful new experience with a foal around, that was one of the things she liked best about Tsiyu, she'd decided.
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