08-16-2019, 09:26 AM
She lingered by the shore, hesitant to travel too far inland. What would she do if she got stuck someplace dry and hot, without the water to retreat to? The very thought made her skin quake. So she stayed where she could hear the waves lapping at the sand, or in the saltwater, and she was okay with it.
The few horses she'd met so far had been very kind, and she'd enjoyed the encounters. There was so much variety within her own species! Feathered, flighty individuals who saw the world so differently. With all of the new interactions, she'd spoken more in the last few days than she had in the last few years. Really, it was amazing that such a social mare had lasted so long in isolation before choosing to surface.
Now that she was here, she wanted to meet everyone, see everything. Her homesickness had been fading, except for in quiet moments like this. The water today was a clear, steely blue. A wind was coming up from the sea, throwing white caps up and rattling the dry palm fronds. A late summer storm seemed to be coming in, and it was days like this she missed the serenity of the deep. It was tempting to dive below and wait out the weather, but she would have to swim quite a ways out before the currents settled down. And besides, she was here to experience life on the surface. That meant the storms as well as fine days.
So she stood on the beach, gazing at the far away horizon and the bruise dark clouds gathering there. She was a gregarious girl who often couldn't hold still. This was a rare moment where her father's stoic personality shone through, instead.
@[Eva]
The few horses she'd met so far had been very kind, and she'd enjoyed the encounters. There was so much variety within her own species! Feathered, flighty individuals who saw the world so differently. With all of the new interactions, she'd spoken more in the last few days than she had in the last few years. Really, it was amazing that such a social mare had lasted so long in isolation before choosing to surface.
Now that she was here, she wanted to meet everyone, see everything. Her homesickness had been fading, except for in quiet moments like this. The water today was a clear, steely blue. A wind was coming up from the sea, throwing white caps up and rattling the dry palm fronds. A late summer storm seemed to be coming in, and it was days like this she missed the serenity of the deep. It was tempting to dive below and wait out the weather, but she would have to swim quite a ways out before the currents settled down. And besides, she was here to experience life on the surface. That meant the storms as well as fine days.
So she stood on the beach, gazing at the far away horizon and the bruise dark clouds gathering there. She was a gregarious girl who often couldn't hold still. This was a rare moment where her father's stoic personality shone through, instead.
@[Eva]