[private] springtime adventures

[Tamlin]

Back to the playground, but this time Tamlin drifted away from his siblings. Not that he didn’t love spending time with them – of course he did! – but, well, at a year old he was starting to wondering what it was like to explore the world outside of his family. His parents wouldn’t let him explore too far just yet, but he could at least check out the playground on his own. He was still enough of a foal that he still found this place interesting. Another season might pass and he would be “so over it” but, for now, the allure of hanging out with others his own age (and maybe even younger) was strong. It was early in the day still – plenty of time to play before he was collected again, before he turned into a skeleton at night and got a little spooky (but super cool). There were some vague rules in place about not staying out after dark but the older that he and his three siblings got, the more he suspected they were going to get away with. There were four of them, after all. That’s a lot to keep an eye on at once. His not-quite-ready-for-flight wings were folded at his sides as he trotted into the playground, his brilliant chestnut coat starting to show flecks of grey on his face. Soon enough, he imagined, he’d be looking more like his dad. Golden eyes looked about but there didn’t appear to be anyone else around at the moment, so he decided he may as well just wander until he did find someone. Already he was regretting coming here alone – at least if one of his siblings was with him he wouldn’t be so bored! tamlin

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@[Loire]