06-22-2016, 12:23 AM
Although it was early in the morning, Sirana, unlike most of the herd, was wide awake. The yearling had inherited her mother's spirit and willingness to be an early riser, something she was quite good at. Every morning, right when the sun came up, the amber yearling would wake, thrilled to begin the day anew.
On this day, as usual, she'd risen with the sun. She'd gone on a short run, leaving her younger sister Eiria with their dam, Anahi. She'd decided to go on these runs in order to increase her stamina and endurance, two things her dam's friend Raxa had said were highly important if you were a wild horse.
After her morning run, Sirana had gone back to be with her dam and younger sister, looking forward to a more peaceful morning. However, when she heard her sire calling out, the amber yearling's head went up, ears perked in attention. It seemed Archam wished to speak with her about something, and Sirana was eager to find out.
Nuzzling her dam and younger sister to say goodbye, Sirana took off, heading for the center of the Cobblestone territory. The bright sun glittered off her coat, making it shimmer like spun gold. Her mane had lightened considerably, though some roots were a darker color, giving her mane a red-streaked appearance. Her dam had often said it had something to do with her sire's genes, given he had a naturally black mane, and Anahi had a gold one.
Seeing her father ahead, Sirana whinnied in greeting. She skidded to a stop a couple of feet from him, then walked the rest of the way until she was standing in front of him. She smiled, her forelock falling a little into her eyes.
"Good morning Father. How are you doing today?" the yearling asked, eyes bright with attention.
@[Archam]
On this day, as usual, she'd risen with the sun. She'd gone on a short run, leaving her younger sister Eiria with their dam, Anahi. She'd decided to go on these runs in order to increase her stamina and endurance, two things her dam's friend Raxa had said were highly important if you were a wild horse.
After her morning run, Sirana had gone back to be with her dam and younger sister, looking forward to a more peaceful morning. However, when she heard her sire calling out, the amber yearling's head went up, ears perked in attention. It seemed Archam wished to speak with her about something, and Sirana was eager to find out.
Nuzzling her dam and younger sister to say goodbye, Sirana took off, heading for the center of the Cobblestone territory. The bright sun glittered off her coat, making it shimmer like spun gold. Her mane had lightened considerably, though some roots were a darker color, giving her mane a red-streaked appearance. Her dam had often said it had something to do with her sire's genes, given he had a naturally black mane, and Anahi had a gold one.
Seeing her father ahead, Sirana whinnied in greeting. She skidded to a stop a couple of feet from him, then walked the rest of the way until she was standing in front of him. She smiled, her forelock falling a little into her eyes.
"Good morning Father. How are you doing today?" the yearling asked, eyes bright with attention.
@[Archam]