for love of a flame; any

[Kindred]

Lamb tell me a story..

Memories of her past flitted by at times in Kindred’s mind making her less sure of what was true in them and was just something placed their for the sake of keeping her sanity. She knew the facts that she had a mother at one point and of course a stallion had added his contribution to the appaloosa pelted mares existence. She had started to shrug off those old memories as her life with in Leoss was more current and worthy of her attention. Her time with Ichor learning the names of flowers and plants with in the kingdom was pleasant.


She had taken note of the absence of Ivar. He seemed to flitter in here and there seemingly preoccupied at times with other things. Kindred could not help but to think of his more like a nanny just checking in on them all to make sure they were doing well before he went off once more. The dark mare let these memories slide from her shoulders as well if Ivar had better things to do then it was none of her business. Kindred lowered her muzzle to the water a moment and exhaled blowing bubbles on the surface of the water. She listened to them pop and bubble with her ears pricked forward.


Her name was called and she lifted her muzzle from the water and looked to Ichor who had surfaced from the other pool. “ Good evening Ichor.” She replied with that friendly tone that she was still growing used to adding life to her voice rather than the flat tones that she sometimes used. “ I hope I am not interrupting you.”  She added and shook her body some in the pool.
 

Kindred

@[ichor]
Sorry it took so long and is so short