05-09-2015, 01:20 PM
All the way to the Deserts, Kabechet literally bounces along as she walks alongside of Yael, a grin plastered upon her small muzzle. Not even a narrow prevention of her right wing's attempt to trip her up could ruin the yearling's happiness. A new home, an adoptive mother who proving to be all the red dun girl could have hoped for. Life was good, life was wonderful in fact. Had she made her new mother equally happy? A quick glance at the golden mare's face seems to confirm that she has, for she seems as pleased with how things had turned out as Kabe herself does, which was good to see. The adult pegasus was gentle and kind, and already, it made the girl even happier to see Yael feeling likewise. As they pause close to the sandy border, she lifts her head to scent the air more deeply. The breeze is becoming warmer, and it carries with it the spicy perfume of her new homeland, a smell the young pegasus had never come across before. How lovely it was, a caress of her olfactory senses.
She turns her attention back to her new mother as she begins to speak, watching her lips intently and mentally shifting the uniquely-accented words into more common terms one by one, so that there would not be an uncomfortable pause before she responded. "No, it's alright to ask, Momma. " The filly pauses briefly to see if this term is acceptable to use, or if she should be more formal when addressing her adoptive parent. "She was around, but less and less as time went on, especially after I was weaned...and one day she wasn't there at all anymore. But I don't have to be alone anymore, I have you now, right? " The tiniest trace of fear enters her voice with this question--she never wants to wake up and find herself alone again. Yael said that she could ask questions of her in turn, and so she does to take her thoughts back off this path. "What are the other horses that live there like? Do you have any other children? I hope there are going to be new friends for me in your Deserts. If not, you'll just have to be my playmate then. " The impish grin is back now, flashing a playful challenge at the sun-colored mare.
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