
The soft jingle of bells rang out through the brush and trees of the forest and surrounding groves. It wasn't an unusual noise for the young mare. She was a large part of the music that rang through the trees, but today she noted that it just seemed to be her.
"I wonder what everyone else is doing..." Claves mused, pausing to look behind towards the grove she grew up in. "Sure is quiet today...oh well I guess. Must be busy!" She smiled brightly at the thought of having the day to explore and do whatever came to mind. The singing of birds and flapping of their wings overhead quickly drew the mare's attention. She watched them in wonder, bounding after them as quickly as she could.
"Wait friends! Teach me how to fly too! I want wings like you! Come back--!!" She called, charging through whatever stood in her way.