08-19-2018, 06:59 PM
Today is the day Kypria is going to have her first adventure.
Or so she had told her mother much earlier this morning, just as the first rays of sun were beginning to climb over the canopy of the Big Island. She was almost six months old, her persuasive argument had begun, and yet she'd never left the island. The filly's closing statements had been interrupted by the arrival of her father, who had told her in his usual dismissive manner, that she could go wherever she wanted, as long as she went with someone.
Rather than risk looking back at her Ma and getting a different answer, the mauve paint filly scampers out of the clearing as quickly as her pale hooves can take her. Once she's on the beach (it doesn't take long) she lets out a high-pitched yell.
"Helloooo!" She shouts up into the sky. "Can anybody hear me?!"
Rather than stare up at the clouds for an answer, she looks back to the rest of the island that is barely lit by dawn's glow. Somewhere, probably sleeping like the lazy teenagers they are, are three potential "someones" to take with her on her very first adventure. Why haven't they woken up yet? She should try again.
"Good morning island!"
@[Kyveli]
@[Santana]
@[Raul]
ooc: i thought maybe a gathering of the young folks might be fun!
Or so she had told her mother much earlier this morning, just as the first rays of sun were beginning to climb over the canopy of the Big Island. She was almost six months old, her persuasive argument had begun, and yet she'd never left the island. The filly's closing statements had been interrupted by the arrival of her father, who had told her in his usual dismissive manner, that she could go wherever she wanted, as long as she went with someone.
Rather than risk looking back at her Ma and getting a different answer, the mauve paint filly scampers out of the clearing as quickly as her pale hooves can take her. Once she's on the beach (it doesn't take long) she lets out a high-pitched yell.
"Helloooo!" She shouts up into the sky. "Can anybody hear me?!"
Rather than stare up at the clouds for an answer, she looks back to the rest of the island that is barely lit by dawn's glow. Somewhere, probably sleeping like the lazy teenagers they are, are three potential "someones" to take with her on her very first adventure. Why haven't they woken up yet? She should try again.
"Good morning island!"
@[Kyveli]
@[Santana]
@[Raul]
ooc: i thought maybe a gathering of the young folks might be fun!