05-24-2020, 10:42 AM
Life was easy on Ischia, and the purple and mauve girl certainly had not asked to leave. In fact, she had scowled and snorted all the way, but she was dropped off nonetheless. It was pointless arguing with someone who had their mind set on it - a day without watching their child, obviously. Stupid adults wanting to do stupid things.
Nevertheless, the playground, now that she had gotten used to the temperature, was pleasant enough. It was not home, it had no endless summer, but it it was spring and it had lots and lots of flowers, greens, and ponds that were hidden between the rolling hills. In fact, in running after the other foals, she was easily distracted from the fact that she had but a moment earlier, stamped her hoof at her dad for bringing her here at all.
Now, she chased a butterfly, her buttercup-butterfly wings fluttering to match the creature she was following, not paying attention at all at where she was going. As the butterfly disappeared between two trees, she came to a sliding stop, her metallic mane falling over her equally golden eyes. Oof - almost hit a tree there. In a fluid motion, she draws her head up and backwards, then turned in place - almost prancing - to investigate the rest of the playground.
Who or what else should she chase now?
Nevertheless, the playground, now that she had gotten used to the temperature, was pleasant enough. It was not home, it had no endless summer, but it it was spring and it had lots and lots of flowers, greens, and ponds that were hidden between the rolling hills. In fact, in running after the other foals, she was easily distracted from the fact that she had but a moment earlier, stamped her hoof at her dad for bringing her here at all.
Now, she chased a butterfly, her buttercup-butterfly wings fluttering to match the creature she was following, not paying attention at all at where she was going. As the butterfly disappeared between two trees, she came to a sliding stop, her metallic mane falling over her equally golden eyes. Oof - almost hit a tree there. In a fluid motion, she draws her head up and backwards, then turned in place - almost prancing - to investigate the rest of the playground.
Who or what else should she chase now?