06-21-2018, 06:18 AM
And if the stars aligned, would it be you and I?
Ketzia
The lavender tufted filly is innocent and, somehow, vastly different than the sister with whom she had shared a womb. While the older one remained concentrated on the task, the prospect of discovering something new sent the little one into a dancing fit. Ketzia can’t help but laugh at her sister’s antics, always finding amusement in her twin’s contagious excitement. Trotting forward with a high stepped gait she easily finds an agreeable path. Papa had pointed out the general direction and she was determined to see for herself all that he had described to her.
“This way Kove!” She giggled infectiously, her Arabic genealogy on full display as she pranced forward.
Eagerness coursed through her as she carefully side-stepped boulders and tried her best to keep from trampling the innocent flora that had worked so hard to present itself to the world. It wasn’t until Kove presented her question that the elder paused. How would she know the ocean? Never having strayed too far from their mother, there was still much about their world that they had yet to discover. Every day it seemed like something new grabbed their attention and carried them home with an endless supply of questions upon their lips. Somehow, however, she suspected that the ocean was not something easily mistaken. Slowing her pace ever so slightly, the older filly, by only a few short minutes, arched her neck proudly.
“Daddy, told me what to look for.”
“This way Kove!” She giggled infectiously, her Arabic genealogy on full display as she pranced forward.
Eagerness coursed through her as she carefully side-stepped boulders and tried her best to keep from trampling the innocent flora that had worked so hard to present itself to the world. It wasn’t until Kove presented her question that the elder paused. How would she know the ocean? Never having strayed too far from their mother, there was still much about their world that they had yet to discover. Every day it seemed like something new grabbed their attention and carried them home with an endless supply of questions upon their lips. Somehow, however, she suspected that the ocean was not something easily mistaken. Slowing her pace ever so slightly, the older filly, by only a few short minutes, arched her neck proudly.
“Daddy, told me what to look for.”
Or would you bid me a celestial goodbye?
@[Kove] sorry this is so late!