07-03-2016, 07:21 PM
Siba laughed loudly as she and her dam continued to race across the fields of the Chamber kingdom and toward the small creek nearby, both running as fast as they could. During the time they'd spent in the Chamber, they'd grown to know it pretty well, even though Siba knew there were a lot of other secrets still hidden within.
At first, Siba had been confused as to why they'd left the Falls. Nitika had simply told her she wanted the paint filly to be able to spend time with her sire while she was growing up, something that made sense to the young creature. She'd been quite excited when she and her dam had made the journey to their temporary home until Siba was deemed old enough by both parents to traverse between the herds without some supervision to protect her.
Siba focused on her dam's form running in front of her. She would not lose this race today; she'd lost too many already! She spurred on, her legs kicking into overdrive as she raced to run on an equal pace with her dam. It seemed to work, for a moment, as Nitika slowed a little and Siba caught up. However, seconds later, Nitika sped up again, laughing good-naturedly as she called back to the filly, taunting her with the name 'slowpoke'.
Siba whinnied before pushing herself to run harder, "We'll see who's the slowpoke today!" The filly was exhausted from running, but she kept on, having a good feeling about today. They continued to race on, the creek now within distance. Siba put on a last bit of show, kicking it up one more notch and successfully getting ahead of her dam before they reached the creek.
Once they were there, Siba slowed to a halt, her hooves kicking up dirt as she skidded along. She whinnied, jumping up in the air and rearing a couple of times, a victorious look on her face.
"Haha, I won! I beat you mom!" the filly cried, kicking up her front legs again to show her elation.
At first, Siba had been confused as to why they'd left the Falls. Nitika had simply told her she wanted the paint filly to be able to spend time with her sire while she was growing up, something that made sense to the young creature. She'd been quite excited when she and her dam had made the journey to their temporary home until Siba was deemed old enough by both parents to traverse between the herds without some supervision to protect her.
Siba focused on her dam's form running in front of her. She would not lose this race today; she'd lost too many already! She spurred on, her legs kicking into overdrive as she raced to run on an equal pace with her dam. It seemed to work, for a moment, as Nitika slowed a little and Siba caught up. However, seconds later, Nitika sped up again, laughing good-naturedly as she called back to the filly, taunting her with the name 'slowpoke'.
Siba whinnied before pushing herself to run harder, "We'll see who's the slowpoke today!" The filly was exhausted from running, but she kept on, having a good feeling about today. They continued to race on, the creek now within distance. Siba put on a last bit of show, kicking it up one more notch and successfully getting ahead of her dam before they reached the creek.
Once they were there, Siba slowed to a halt, her hooves kicking up dirt as she skidded along. She whinnied, jumping up in the air and rearing a couple of times, a victorious look on her face.
"Haha, I won! I beat you mom!" the filly cried, kicking up her front legs again to show her elation.