So far Picard had spent his two short years alive alone. That is unless you were to count the company of his mother and her friend Gossip. For two years he had gone without proper socialization, friendship and even without adventure and the promise of discovering something new and exciting.
Because of this he wishes nothing more then the opposite of the mares very own wish of being alone. Instead he wishes to socialize and be amongst others. Though that being said, the golden spotted colt had yet to experience any true darkness that the world held. In every sense his mother had sheltered him afraid that he would come face to face with the same demons she had discovered on her very own. Though due to her lack of proper raising, Picard had set off into the world with fresh eyes and an optimistic spirit. The moment he had turned two years old he had found himself wandering away from his mother's nest on his first adventure.
Though today he was on his way back. Gold and white butterfly wings flutter in the breeze as they carry him only a few feet above the ground and his eyes glisten in response to the cold air whipping against his face. With each passing day his coat grows thicker and he becomes more accustomed to the cold weather, though he can't say he's a huge fan of it. With a sort of floating grace he makes his way towards the river. It takes a while to make it there though when he does he drops happily to the ground at the rivers bank and he steps forward, his head lowering to allow himself a drink. Long drawn out sips are taken and for a while his lips simply shuffle in the water until he hears it. The soft padding of hooves as another approaches.
With a raise of his head he sees her, she's on the other side of the bank and without thinking he's up in the air his wings fluttering excitedly. "Hi," he calls as he flutters across the river. He comes to a stop infront of her, his wings fluttering gently as he hovers above the rivers frigid waters. "Are you new here?"
PICARD
"the road from legitimate suspicion to rampant
paranoia is very much shorter than we think."