Its a blink then a nicker, and she lifts her enormous head from the snow beneath her mother's haunches. Its cold, its white, blindingly white. But her? She was perfect, a crumpled ball of glossy black, being licked clean by the steamy tongue of a mother. Nemisis The stranger whispers to her before walking away.
And just like that the filly is alone, alone and hungry. She glares after the woman, it seemed baffling. As of a few seconds ago she was there in affection, and assisting the new life to survive. Now its cold and the small body is alone. How could she do that, well it looked like things were up to her to survive. Setting her facial features in a stony concentration the little one clammers to her feet, taking a moment to adjust and acclimate herself to this height. before testing things and agilely taking one step then another. Looking around, there are others there some of them scrounging along the ground for something to pull between their teeth, others at the bubbling brook that was carving away at the white cold.
That seemed to be the best bet for her. So with a huff and puff, she swings her neck downward shoving the cold moisture away. A few green shoots sticking through. Nostrils flare and she sucks them up between her lips for a taste. Yes indeed this must be the answer she was looking for. Well Now it was time to move on. She needed to stay warm. No one was going to help her, and she was just beginning, but so far she had already remarkably adjusted to the world, and she was keeping her eyes open for new information and suprises. There seemed to be a familiar scent, maybe it was the trail of her mother. If she followed maybe she could find an answer to her questions. A few flecks of snow drift to her face, the fog blinding her to the male that she happens to bump into. Sorry She had heard that word when one of the others in the meadow had done a similiar take. So out of association sheh repeats the word. Her chirpy voice young and full of life and uncertainty.
She was shivering and he was warm. Not only that but he smelled like her. That was odd, umm a sour face squints Why did you leave me My her language was picked up fast from the others chattering away in the landscape. She was angry, why would some idiot do that to her? She didn't do anything. Nothing at all, no one should do that to her.
Nemisis
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