Aarushi stood by herself in the middle of a field of tall grass. She was nibbling on some and relaxing the cooling breeze. A small, dazzling pond was calling to her over to her left. The water blue and sparkling, ever so beautifully. It wasn't too long before the mare gave in and trotted over. The young doe bent her neck and lapped up the delicious water. The day was beautiful so far, and with the combination of the cooling drink, it was a particularly splendid afternoon. Her father wasn't too far off, having a lunch of his own, and then he would go for a stroll as he always did.
The young mare spread her wings and gave them a flap. Even though the day was going well, she couldn't shake the feeling of a hopeless restlessness. Maybe it was the fact that she still hadn't flown, or it was something else, but in any manner - she couldn't shake it.
