01-21-2016, 07:10 PM
sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart
She’s still a little overwhelmed by the whole of Beqanna. It does seem pleasant so far, but at this point everything still feels so new. Not to mention the fact that everyone is just so much bigger than she is.
But, at least she has someone she knows that is a little more similar in size. Fynnegan has been quite the gentleman so far and she thinks that, with time, she will probably come to care for the little stallion quite a bit. And his home, Echo Trails, is quite a lovely little place. Hopefully she’ll also get to meet some of Fynnegan’s mares soon.
For the moment though, she’s exploring. She knows so little about Beqanna, and she wants to know more. Her little feet have carried her quite far today, taking her through many beautiful little herdlands and territories. But, she’s beginning to tire. Sighing quietly to herself, she finds a nice little tree to lean against, just to give herself a little break.
That’s when she hears the voice.
”Momma?”
Ducky’s little ears perk up and her head spins about, looking for the source of the noise. She can’t see anything, so she steps away from her tree and begins to look about. After only a few minutes, she finally spots a little clump amongst a patch of dandelions. A filly.
The closer Ducky gets, the more she’s struck by how small the girl is. The child must be a falabella or miniature too. She stops a few steps away from the girl, so as to not appear to threatening, and lowers her head to smile at the child. “Hello there sweetheart, are you alright?”
But, at least she has someone she knows that is a little more similar in size. Fynnegan has been quite the gentleman so far and she thinks that, with time, she will probably come to care for the little stallion quite a bit. And his home, Echo Trails, is quite a lovely little place. Hopefully she’ll also get to meet some of Fynnegan’s mares soon.
For the moment though, she’s exploring. She knows so little about Beqanna, and she wants to know more. Her little feet have carried her quite far today, taking her through many beautiful little herdlands and territories. But, she’s beginning to tire. Sighing quietly to herself, she finds a nice little tree to lean against, just to give herself a little break.
That’s when she hears the voice.
”Momma?”
Ducky’s little ears perk up and her head spins about, looking for the source of the noise. She can’t see anything, so she steps away from her tree and begins to look about. After only a few minutes, she finally spots a little clump amongst a patch of dandelions. A filly.
The closer Ducky gets, the more she’s struck by how small the girl is. The child must be a falabella or miniature too. She stops a few steps away from the girl, so as to not appear to threatening, and lowers her head to smile at the child. “Hello there sweetheart, are you alright?”
ducky
She's not officially part of Fynn's herd yet, but I thought I'd go ahead and post because I don't want to keep you waiting too long.
