Black melded in with the night as blue dots danced over the meadow like fireflies. Fireflies that were flying at the most incredible of speeds.
The daughter of the soquili named Death was her mother's polar opposite. While her mother glowed with themoonlight, Yasei's black fur sucked it right up and her father's blue dots stood out.
Hence the fireflies that zipped across the meadow.
Her ebony and blue tinged hooves struck at the loam as she ran, kicking up dirt and clumps of grass with her speed. This was the one thing the little filly loved to do more than to bunny hop across the ground. Often her parents wouldn't let her do it, since they'd seen exactly how well Kailash had worked out with her flying they weren't exactly too willing to let either Yasei or Korofi to go free.
Like that would work on her. Yasei was far too willing to slip out during the middle of the night and just run off on her own. FAR too willing.
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