Adventure awaits!
She awakens to a splash of sunlight across closed eyes shut right by sleep and dreams. Lashes flutter and fling away the grit of all of that as she comes awake with a heavy shake of her head and a short meaningless yawn that is more a showing of teeth and a sigh than anything else. The sun shouts good morning with bright light and Moonlet finally gives in with a smile.
Her day begins with some lazy grazing in a broad circle about a nameless swatch of land in some unnamed (at least to her) patch of Beqanna that could pass for any piece of the common lands and probably bridges at least two of them together. Then a good hearty roll in the dirt before the summer heat thickens to sweltering and the need for shade or water to cool off in sets in.
So the day goes on, lazy and unassuming much like she is at the moment. A hind is rolled onto the rim of the hoof in pure relaxation and the same hip cocked out. Moonlet could almost nap there in the summer noontime heat and dream the kind of dreams that are filled with heat and fire. Except she doesn’t - that small inner voice pop up again about adventures waiting for her.
She responds to it with a swinging walk that is more purposeful than necessary for the heat. The girl doesn’t seem to mind though and has pointed herself in the direction of the river that flows around a spit of common land in a horseshoe shape. It makes her laugh out loud to herself about how similar the river is to the imprints her hooves leave behind in the dust-laden path.
Her ears prick forward at the sound of rushing water and she realizes that not only is she thirsty but she’s also dusty and hot. A dip in the river is just what she needs! So without further ado, the bay girl picks up the pace and plunges fantastically into the river throwing up a surge of spray in front of her when force meets force in a collision of small horse and river.
Her laughter bubbles up all around her as the river seethes and eventually settles back into its familiar patterns. She is happily and satisfyingly drenched which means mission accomplished as she swims back to a shallower part that comes up to mid-haunch. Much like the river, Moonlet settles into her own rhythms of breath and laziness, beginning to doze off just a bit.
@[Squirt] ❤️