Her hope is quickly dashed.
He does not hide the truth from her, quickly admitting that he does not know where her mother has gone. Her eyes instantly well up even more and the tears simply start pouring down her frosty cheeks. “But … but …”
Her breath comes in shuddering starts, and the whites of her eyes start to show as panic sets in. What will she do? What can she do? She’s all alone, and her Mama doesn’t seem to be coming back.
She twitches in surprise when the stallion reaches down and brushes frozen tears and frost away from her cheeks. She hadn’t even noticed the winter air in her face.
Her eyes widen at his words and her shuddering breath slows. Her head cocks to the side as she stares at him, completely at a loss for what to say. She can’t stay here, she knows that. She’s cold and hungry, and her Mama has been gone for a long, long time. But … but …
“But … what if Mama comes back? What if she’s looking for me?” As young as she is, she still clings to the hope that her mother hasn’t actually abandoned her. That perhaps her mother just got lost somewhere on her way back. Deep, deep inside, she knows that something else is going on, that something is wrong, but she can’t admit to it, not yet.
Still, she knows she can’t stay here.
“Could … could we let her know, somehow?” Her eyes look hopefully up at the roan stallion. Maybe he’ll have an idea.
Uuugh why are all my posts so horrible right now? D: