04-13-2018, 10:03 AM
He’s about to try and take a few more steps when a shout stops him in his tracks; he freezes, shivering just a little, and tucks his wings in tight to his sides before he looks around and then down, putting eyes on the dark mare scrambling up the volcano towards him. Excited, he gives a high little whinny and leans towards her, though he obediently doesn’t move his feet. His tiny nose returns her inquisitive touch when she reaches him, and he inhales but is disappointed that it’s not familiar. Of course, it had been hard to smell through the egg shell, so maybe his mom wouldn’t be familiar? But the voice isn’t right either.
She asks him a few rapid questions and the colt looks around their feet, setting green eyes on the large remains of his egg around them, drawing her attention to them. “I’m ok,” he says brightly, but then rustles his wings and tilts his head. “I don’t know where mommy and papa are. They always visited when I was inside but they weren’t here when I got out.”
He leans against her for a moment, taking a few hesitant steps, but children are fearless as the mother probably knows and as they get closer to the ground, and he gets steadier on his wobbly legs, Grye darts forward suddenly after a butterfly, using his wings to keep his balance. When it gets away – of course- he prances back towards her. “I’m Grye! Can you help me find my momma?”
She asks him a few rapid questions and the colt looks around their feet, setting green eyes on the large remains of his egg around them, drawing her attention to them. “I’m ok,” he says brightly, but then rustles his wings and tilts his head. “I don’t know where mommy and papa are. They always visited when I was inside but they weren’t here when I got out.”
He leans against her for a moment, taking a few hesitant steps, but children are fearless as the mother probably knows and as they get closer to the ground, and he gets steadier on his wobbly legs, Grye darts forward suddenly after a butterfly, using his wings to keep his balance. When it gets away – of course- he prances back towards her. “I’m Grye! Can you help me find my momma?”
Grye
Olivier x Dagny