02-21-2018, 02:56 PM
Autumn has painted the hills of Loess with a generous hand. From her vantage point, Lepis finds that the brilliant shades rival even Sylva to the south. The filly smiles happily, utterly at peace with the land that spreads below her.
Her land, Mother has told her, and Uncle Castile has confirmed. They handle the boring things, and leave Lepis to her own devices for the most part. It is a lavish and luxurious life, one that she enjoys every moment of. The yellow filly, with her coat as bright as golden grasses and points as dark as the night sky, is growing quickly.
Nearly six months old, she is quite certain that she is an adult.
This certainty is cemented when she sees movement between the trees. It is near the border, where she is not to go. But she is queen, and she does as she pleases.
It takes a while - long enough for Hestia to nap a bit - but she reaches the stranger in time. she does not know this stranger, but she smells of the sea in a way that has always been comforting to Lepis. It had been present at her birth, and she has not forgotten.
”Hi. She says, and waits for the mare to wake.
Her land, Mother has told her, and Uncle Castile has confirmed. They handle the boring things, and leave Lepis to her own devices for the most part. It is a lavish and luxurious life, one that she enjoys every moment of. The yellow filly, with her coat as bright as golden grasses and points as dark as the night sky, is growing quickly.
Nearly six months old, she is quite certain that she is an adult.
This certainty is cemented when she sees movement between the trees. It is near the border, where she is not to go. But she is queen, and she does as she pleases.
It takes a while - long enough for Hestia to nap a bit - but she reaches the stranger in time. she does not know this stranger, but she smells of the sea in a way that has always been comforting to Lepis. It had been present at her birth, and she has not forgotten.
”Hi. She says, and waits for the mare to wake.
