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Wambli kited through the clouds, her dark wings held steady at her sides. She let the winds determine her route. When she grew to near the ground a few wingbeats would take her back up to a height where she could once more glide along, simply enjoying the feel of the wind and the sun's warmth. I always feel closest to the spirits when I fly, she mused and she descended once again. I wish that Jewel could share this feeling with me.
Seeing that the wind's whims had brought her near the large meadow near the village Wambli decided to land this time. Perhaps 'Kala and my granddaughter will be around, she thought with delight. Or maybe some of the young ones that are new from the baskets would like to hear some stories. The gold and black mare rarely admitted it but she sometime wished for another foal of her own. The young ones were so fun and full of curiousity and she loved being around them!

Wambli touched the ground gently, furling her wings to her sides. The tall grasses tickled her belly as she walked slowly along.

The sound of lighthearted laughter caught her attention and she tried in vain to see over the grasses. The wind moved over the meadow so not even the movement of the blades would be of any help to her.

"Hello?" she called out softly.

The sight of an adorable filly bouncing up like a rabbit answered the question of where the laughter had been coming from! Deciding to answer in kind, she leapt upwards and gave one beat of her wings so she was clear of the grass.

"Hello, again!" she called out before landing again in the same spot. "I'm Wambli," she said from her hidden place in the grass. "Shall we play 'find me if you can'," she asked with a laugh in her voice.

Wambli bit back a giggle of her own at the filly's response.

"Maybe you won't!" she answered back, then took off herself through the grass. She knew her larger size was going to work against her in this game but thought she had a solution to that particular problem. There was a small hollow not far from where she was - if only she coud get to it!

She kept her wings tight against her sides, not noticing when one covert feather came loose and drifted to the ground. Walking quietly and quickly she made her way to the lee and lay down in it, tucking her head & legs against her side so that she blended into the shadows there.

Oh no! Wambli thought, What a time to loose a feather! She lay as still as possible and hoped the wind would cooperate with her and not carry her scent to the filly.

Nature, of course, didn't understand the game and there were several inquisitive bugs who found the windmare long before the filly had a chance to.

Laughing freely, Wambli got up from her hiding place.

"You are a very good finder!" she agreed, "Though I am sure my feather getting away from me did help you a little bit! If you want to you can take that feather to the shaman or the leatherworkers and they can make something pretty for you from it - I have plenty of other ones!" She said with a grin and shook her wings a little bit to emphasize her statement.

"So, young Saiena, are you out here alone?" Wambli was just a little concerned at the thought of one so young wandering too far. There was still danger here no matter how safe the area around the village may seem.

((the feather you can snag if you want, and I will be happy to make her a something to wear when she gets older as a gift smile ))

Wambli's ears flicked forward at the talk of another wind. It was so rare that she got to meet another of her own kind! The rapid talk of the little one reminded her so much f her own 'Kala when she was that size. Maybe it was something that wind-related foals inherited somehow?

"And my coat is always this color... just as yours is always that lovely color. You know, my granddaughter is also purple, though she sparkles a little bit as well.

Who is your papa? I would love to meet him and tell him what a good finder you are!"

((thats ok, PAt got home and we had to go shopping for groceries & stuff!))

Wambli saw the wink and smiled in return.

"I'm afraid I had a little to do with her waywardness, Safi. A game of 'find me' does tend to take all of one's attention!"

She looked at the stallion before her. He was indeed a wind as Saiena had said. She had expected for him to be marked at least a little like his daughter and was a bit surprised when be more solid in tones. He reminds me just a little of Jewel, just not quite as handsome! she chuckled to herself, her thoughts as always turning to her dear lifemate. He certainly seems to love his daughter as much as Jewel loves ours!