The young foal gave a stretch of his wings as he galloped through the hills. He was still awfully young and quite small, but he was adventurous and wasn't about to let the day get away from him. This was their time without the extreme supervision of their parents.
Oh, sure, somewhere the young stallion knew that Althalus wasn't terribly far off should any one of them need help. But mostly, the young red wind liked to pretend was that they hreally given their parents the slip! The longer they were unsupervised the more awesome an adventure they could find.
"Come on Kushanu!" He called back, chest heaving as plowed up a nearby hill and forced himself to the top. "Gotta keep up!" He encouraged, taking a moment to stretch out his wings and catch his breath. He was used to the hilly terrain of the foothills; the tall slopes of the mountains were home to both his extensive herd as well as most of his family. Given, Nivriti and Althalus had chosen a slightly lower portion of the mountains so their family wouldn't have to suffer the extreme cold of the peaks but the hills weren't any less formidable. Especially for a little foal!
Giving his short mane a shake, Atraiu nipped at a few late summer grasses. It felt so good to be out and about, especially with his brother! They could get in to all sorts of mischief and really get to explore their home and herd.
