Cecillia's little body trembled, as a honey sweet voice came into her petite palomino lobes. Her golden eyelashes flutter as her icy blue eyes meet the gaze of much bigger build. Coat color like honey, quite like hers. Her velvet muzzle reached up towards the equine, she wanted to feel warmth and most of all she wanted to be loved. Her acute neck extended as she tried to touch the sweet voiced mare with her itty bitty muzzle, seeking attention. The little child just couldn't seem to reach, her body lurched forwards causing her small frame to topple over causing multiple seeds from the dandelions around her to jump up and follow the cool breeze of autumn.
Her little body was now sprawled on it's side, her head lifted in an awkward position as she tried to heave her weight upwards, so she could continue the same position. It was no use, she was just too darn weak to pull herself together.
Her petite muzzle collapsed in a patch of weeds, causing the girl to huff with exhaustion. Her lobes swiveled and blue eyes stared at the mare. "Are you my momma?" She huffed her voice low. "I'm positive I had a momma.....everybody has a momma right?" She was innocent and deeply confused about her situation. She was alone, then the palomino mare came. She had to be her momma right? She had the same coat as the equine above her, but a bit lighter in coloring.
She hesitated before lifting her tiny head, "Momma, why did you leave me?" She stared up at the mare, she had no concept of common sense. Nor need for it, she knew this mare was here for a reason, meaning she had to be her momma.
OCC: Oh! It's no trouble at all! I thought it would take a little longer than I hesitated! Take your time!
