07-08-2017, 05:02 PM
His mother would very much agree with Fox, Ander absolutely wasn’t old enough to go without her. She hadn’t followed him here for nothing, but also allowing him this little ‘trip’ within the borders of their home. Circy would watch over him. She knew. Circinae knew too.
Ander, naturally, feels comfortable around the forest green and navy blue mare. After all, she was his mother’s dear friend and to him a familiar face. It could’ve just as well been his father or grandfather that had been out here to greet Fox. Speaking of which, a pretty funny name the young colt thought. ”You’re a fox?” he eagerly asks. After all, it had only been moments ago that he had witnessed Circy shifting from wolf to horse form.
He does not have time to wait for an answer though. Its impossible to not feel somewhat indignant about the mare’s teasing. ”Hey!” he mumbles in protest, ears flopping sideways as his pol is gently teased. His protest continues in silence as he shakes his head after she pulls away, golden lips a little pouty.
Though he’s too young to understand diplomacy, or find it interesting, his curiosity is sparked by the mention of another land. He tilts his head, red eyes looking up at the red stallion eagerly. ”Tephra?” he repeats, never looking away as he awaits his answers. But again it’s Circinae who pulls him out of his intense curiosity. The green and blue lady surely knew how to make up to him, of course he would like to show the way! He could do that. Ander is grinning widely before nodding at her, bouncing on his legs as he turns around to trot back into the forest, short and fluffy golden tail up in the air.
He doesn’t stop until he finds himself into the redwood forest, tail still up as he turns around ninety degrees to look at the pair. Ander doesn’t have to worry about the snow, the cold or losing his footing. Even with his paper thin coat he is not bothered by the winter’s cold, and the snow, it melts at his feet. He waits until they catch up, frowning a little at the parts of their conversation he overhears, not really understanding the deeper meaning behind their words. It doesn’t stop him from speaking up. ”Family. Mother says we’re like one big family.” He looks up like he discovered or shared something really important, rather proud of it too.
With them caught up again he continues his way further into the Taiga, almost automatically moving towards the little clearing they liked to hang out. It’s Circy who calls him back. Instantly his ears perk up and Ander is back at their side within no time. ”Favorite place?” he repeats, then pauses to ponder over it. Nobody had asked him that before and neither had he really thought about it. So it takes him a little while before he can get up with a good answer. Probably a rather obvious answer too. ”The beach, you know the little point in the north! Can we show it to Fox? Please?”
He takes off before actually getting an answer, prancing through the Taiga and leaving little melted circles where his hooves had been. A perfect trail to follow. Ander is still too young to realise the danger of it if he would’ve been elsewhere.
Ander, naturally, feels comfortable around the forest green and navy blue mare. After all, she was his mother’s dear friend and to him a familiar face. It could’ve just as well been his father or grandfather that had been out here to greet Fox. Speaking of which, a pretty funny name the young colt thought. ”You’re a fox?” he eagerly asks. After all, it had only been moments ago that he had witnessed Circy shifting from wolf to horse form.
He does not have time to wait for an answer though. Its impossible to not feel somewhat indignant about the mare’s teasing. ”Hey!” he mumbles in protest, ears flopping sideways as his pol is gently teased. His protest continues in silence as he shakes his head after she pulls away, golden lips a little pouty.
Though he’s too young to understand diplomacy, or find it interesting, his curiosity is sparked by the mention of another land. He tilts his head, red eyes looking up at the red stallion eagerly. ”Tephra?” he repeats, never looking away as he awaits his answers. But again it’s Circinae who pulls him out of his intense curiosity. The green and blue lady surely knew how to make up to him, of course he would like to show the way! He could do that. Ander is grinning widely before nodding at her, bouncing on his legs as he turns around to trot back into the forest, short and fluffy golden tail up in the air.
He doesn’t stop until he finds himself into the redwood forest, tail still up as he turns around ninety degrees to look at the pair. Ander doesn’t have to worry about the snow, the cold or losing his footing. Even with his paper thin coat he is not bothered by the winter’s cold, and the snow, it melts at his feet. He waits until they catch up, frowning a little at the parts of their conversation he overhears, not really understanding the deeper meaning behind their words. It doesn’t stop him from speaking up. ”Family. Mother says we’re like one big family.” He looks up like he discovered or shared something really important, rather proud of it too.
With them caught up again he continues his way further into the Taiga, almost automatically moving towards the little clearing they liked to hang out. It’s Circy who calls him back. Instantly his ears perk up and Ander is back at their side within no time. ”Favorite place?” he repeats, then pauses to ponder over it. Nobody had asked him that before and neither had he really thought about it. So it takes him a little while before he can get up with a good answer. Probably a rather obvious answer too. ”The beach, you know the little point in the north! Can we show it to Fox? Please?”
He takes off before actually getting an answer, prancing through the Taiga and leaving little melted circles where his hooves had been. A perfect trail to follow. Ander is still too young to realise the danger of it if he would’ve been elsewhere.