"Raul."
There was a grumble of acknowledgment.
"Raul, we don't have sisters, do we?"
A groan, clearly expressing giving up on the possibility of more sleep. "I don't think we do, Tana."
"Oh. Well, we sure have a lot of sisters for not actually having any. Pretty sure they're looking for us."
Two familiar feminine tones were reaching the brothers where they relaxed beneath a grove of rustling palms. They had been dozing nose to haunch, languid tails attempting to deter the flies who were seeking residence up each other's ears and noses. With twin groans they stretched and shook out their limbs, pulling stray twigs from each other's manes and snatching mouthfuls of leaves. In short order they were awake and ready for the day. The fiery thickness of Raul's mane and tail stood out like a beacon in the dense green backdrop of the island, though his twins cream and white and shiny blueness did little to camouflage his own hide. Not that the girls stood out any less.
Santana lifted into a playful rear upon sighting the sisters on the beach, tipping forward into a light canter alongside his brother to meet them. The canter had turned into a race somewhere along the tree line. "Hi Kyvi! Hi Pria!" The blond boy hollered as they pulled up in a cloud of dust and grit. He'd won by a nose, without using his wings, thank you very much. Raul shook his head at his twins antics, ducking clear as the winged boy flared said appendages. Tana was turning into a bit of a show off, now that they were starting to look more like adults than foals. Which was silly because Raul was somewhat obviously going to have more muscle structure than his willowy sibling. Tana had wings and sometimes he could make puffs of bitter smelling smoke come from his nose. Big deal. "What're we do- urg, Tana, knock it off!" The bigger colt nipped at his brothers shoulder for clipping his head with a hard-boned wing. Tana just pulled a face and took a step aside, grinning at the girls while his brother talked. "Anyway, you seem excited, Pria. Got anything fun planned for today?" The buckskin asked with a smile, bumping his nose towards the little sea filly in greeting.
With mom back, they had stayed pretty close to the island in recent time. She had been spending a lot of time alone, grounded to the earth until her feathers grew back in. They had tried to stay by her side as constantly as possible, but she had put an end to that, saying she was feeling better every day. They didn't need to hover, she wasn't going to vanish again. How true that was remained to be seen, but they'd been given little choice in the matter. So today, like the days before it, they would be hanging out with Kyvi and Pria, the daughters of Ivar, or at least of Ivar's mare, Kylin. The four of them together were usually a good indication that mischief was going to follow.
@[Kyveli] @[Kypria]
There was a grumble of acknowledgment.
"Raul, we don't have sisters, do we?"
A groan, clearly expressing giving up on the possibility of more sleep. "I don't think we do, Tana."
"Oh. Well, we sure have a lot of sisters for not actually having any. Pretty sure they're looking for us."
Two familiar feminine tones were reaching the brothers where they relaxed beneath a grove of rustling palms. They had been dozing nose to haunch, languid tails attempting to deter the flies who were seeking residence up each other's ears and noses. With twin groans they stretched and shook out their limbs, pulling stray twigs from each other's manes and snatching mouthfuls of leaves. In short order they were awake and ready for the day. The fiery thickness of Raul's mane and tail stood out like a beacon in the dense green backdrop of the island, though his twins cream and white and shiny blueness did little to camouflage his own hide. Not that the girls stood out any less.
Santana lifted into a playful rear upon sighting the sisters on the beach, tipping forward into a light canter alongside his brother to meet them. The canter had turned into a race somewhere along the tree line. "Hi Kyvi! Hi Pria!" The blond boy hollered as they pulled up in a cloud of dust and grit. He'd won by a nose, without using his wings, thank you very much. Raul shook his head at his twins antics, ducking clear as the winged boy flared said appendages. Tana was turning into a bit of a show off, now that they were starting to look more like adults than foals. Which was silly because Raul was somewhat obviously going to have more muscle structure than his willowy sibling. Tana had wings and sometimes he could make puffs of bitter smelling smoke come from his nose. Big deal. "What're we do- urg, Tana, knock it off!" The bigger colt nipped at his brothers shoulder for clipping his head with a hard-boned wing. Tana just pulled a face and took a step aside, grinning at the girls while his brother talked. "Anyway, you seem excited, Pria. Got anything fun planned for today?" The buckskin asked with a smile, bumping his nose towards the little sea filly in greeting.
With mom back, they had stayed pretty close to the island in recent time. She had been spending a lot of time alone, grounded to the earth until her feathers grew back in. They had tried to stay by her side as constantly as possible, but she had put an end to that, saying she was feeling better every day. They didn't need to hover, she wasn't going to vanish again. How true that was remained to be seen, but they'd been given little choice in the matter. So today, like the days before it, they would be hanging out with Kyvi and Pria, the daughters of Ivar, or at least of Ivar's mare, Kylin. The four of them together were usually a good indication that mischief was going to follow.
@[Kyveli] @[Kypria]