09-13-2016, 05:51 PM
Raxa was quite relieved when the herd finally reached their new home. Beqanna had been quite generous it seemed; the gang had been given a land to travel to, a place where they could establish a safe home and raise their foals in peace.
This, surprisingly, included Raxa herself. The brindled mare still couldn't believe that she had had a foal almost immediately following the change of the land. She was somewhat frustrated that she had to worry about caring for the little one during these times of change, as Raxa was still adapting herself. Still, when she looked down at the little bay roan filly that trotted at her side as the herd moved to their new land, the mare couldn't be more ecstatic.
By the time the herd had been ready to move, snow had already started falling upon the ground. Zhenga had been a bit unsure about what to think of this strange white powder, but Raxa simply assured her daughter that it meant her no harm; it was a signal that winter was here, a season of renewal and change while the earth got ready for spring, the same time frame when Zhenga had been born.
So the filly had learned to love the white powder, kicking up mountains of it as the herd moved. A number of times, the filly got snow on horses other than her own mother. In particular, Anahi, who had been nearby, got a pile of snow on her head that somewhat resembled a pile of moose dung. Raxa had to hold in her laugh as the champagne mare shook her head and chuckled at the antics of the filly. Raxa believed her friend was sad, upset because she still had yet to find any sign of Aten.
More than likely, the champagne mare would head out once she knew where their new home was, so that she could bring her colt back. Raxa could only hope that Aten found his sister, Sirana, since the now-grown filly was off with a herd of her own. Perhaps they'd gotten lucky... Raxa felt terrified at the thought of something happening to Zhenga. Her little weanling filly...
Raxa, like Kreios, and other members of the herd, noticed how the snow on the ground seemed to fade as they journeyed deeper into the trees. Finally, Raxa felt the grass beneath her hooves once again, and her electric blue eyes showed confusion. Was the winter here just not as bad as it was elsewhere? Why had the snow not fallen?
A glance upward told her; the canopy of still-covered trees prevented the snow from reaching the ground. The faint light of the sun did little to warm Raxa's skin, but that's not what she was happy to see the sun for. It was a new place, a new home; the sun revitalized her spirit, the notion within her that assured her everything would be okay.
Keri's spoke up and instructed everyone to rest, as it had been a tiring journey. Raxa would rest, yes, but turned to face her filly first, a happy look in the mare's eye.
"What do you think of our new home Zhenga?" Raxa asked.
This, surprisingly, included Raxa herself. The brindled mare still couldn't believe that she had had a foal almost immediately following the change of the land. She was somewhat frustrated that she had to worry about caring for the little one during these times of change, as Raxa was still adapting herself. Still, when she looked down at the little bay roan filly that trotted at her side as the herd moved to their new land, the mare couldn't be more ecstatic.
By the time the herd had been ready to move, snow had already started falling upon the ground. Zhenga had been a bit unsure about what to think of this strange white powder, but Raxa simply assured her daughter that it meant her no harm; it was a signal that winter was here, a season of renewal and change while the earth got ready for spring, the same time frame when Zhenga had been born.
So the filly had learned to love the white powder, kicking up mountains of it as the herd moved. A number of times, the filly got snow on horses other than her own mother. In particular, Anahi, who had been nearby, got a pile of snow on her head that somewhat resembled a pile of moose dung. Raxa had to hold in her laugh as the champagne mare shook her head and chuckled at the antics of the filly. Raxa believed her friend was sad, upset because she still had yet to find any sign of Aten.
More than likely, the champagne mare would head out once she knew where their new home was, so that she could bring her colt back. Raxa could only hope that Aten found his sister, Sirana, since the now-grown filly was off with a herd of her own. Perhaps they'd gotten lucky... Raxa felt terrified at the thought of something happening to Zhenga. Her little weanling filly...
Raxa, like Kreios, and other members of the herd, noticed how the snow on the ground seemed to fade as they journeyed deeper into the trees. Finally, Raxa felt the grass beneath her hooves once again, and her electric blue eyes showed confusion. Was the winter here just not as bad as it was elsewhere? Why had the snow not fallen?
A glance upward told her; the canopy of still-covered trees prevented the snow from reaching the ground. The faint light of the sun did little to warm Raxa's skin, but that's not what she was happy to see the sun for. It was a new place, a new home; the sun revitalized her spirit, the notion within her that assured her everything would be okay.
Keri's spoke up and instructed everyone to rest, as it had been a tiring journey. Raxa would rest, yes, but turned to face her filly first, a happy look in the mare's eye.
"What do you think of our new home Zhenga?" Raxa asked.