What a Wonderful Life-[NO KINGDOMS]

[Zaravich]

the words she knows the tune she hums

Zaravich decided to venture out into the field today; the Dale has been quiet and she lonely. Trailing behind her was her black filly, almost 6 months old and ready to venture outside of the Dale. The black Arabian galloped into the field with her tail raised high, it has been a long time since the equine found herself running as she was. Since her pregnancy with Josie she grew uncomfortable, the filly was born very weak, and still is weak and she was unable to leave her foals side to run. Although today the black filly was running behind her mother, tail raised just like her; the filly was about 6 paces behind, still weak from birth.

The sun was beating down on the two horses, summer was growing near an end and the days were growing more tolerable (in the sense of heat). Zara thrashed her head around feeling as though the first time she ran in the field, without a kingdom, without a foal, and of a younger age. She felt free again, and it was lovely to have relive it. She slowed her pace until her filly was able to catch up, slowing even further to a walk. The creek that the field offered was in front of them, as they walked over the two equines lowered there necks to get a drink. Zara was quick to lift her head and scan the horizon as she heard a noise of others. 

Zaravich

the tiny dancer