Don't wait for the storm to pass. Learn to dance in the rain
The little foal had spent a lot of time adjusting to his senses, using his echolocation to find his way around the world.
His coat glistens as a bright timber-bay in the warmth of the sun, his body decorated with green points and a dark mane.
Today the foal wandered toward the playground, remembering which way to go because of the large and impressive trees that made the playground stand out. He felt like his system of remembering landmarks worked quite well for travelling, especially since his echolocation was so good at picking up large and irregular objects.
He knows he has reached the playground once the scent of old timber and oak hits him, mixed in with the aroma of many different types of flowers and foliage.
The foal emits his high pitched noise as soon as he arrives, trying to pick up any objects in front of him and if anyone was currently in the playground.
The foal walks forward confidently, his little tail happily swaying behind him. In front of him, he picks up a rather large patch of flora that covers the earth quite widely, he lowers his head and walks forward, taking in the delightful aroma of the multiple types of flowers, their soft edges brushing gently against his nose.
As he walks slowly his nose suddenly bumps into something or someone that was most definitely not a flower.
Tlali shuffles backwards as quickly as his little legs can take him, his echolocation trying to pick up who he had disturbed "Hello? I am so sorry for disturbing you" he says quietly as he comes to a halt, finally able to make out the shape of another foal.
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