Flight had become more familiar than walking for him these days. His every waking moment was spent upon the air currents. A view that many of his kind could not hold. He viewed the lands from above. Able to trace the kingdoms borders where they melted together. This new land his mother led them into was quite unique. Molted streams of red liquid ran from its source, a towering mountain standing solitare against blue skies. Curiousity led him nearer to it as he strayed from his mother and sisters earthling travels. Each powerful stroke of his lavender wings bringing him closer. Hazel eyes watched clouds of smoke puff from the gaping hole within it's center. The heat becoming more intense with each moment. Banking to the right he circled around the mighty volcano. Watching the lava ooze like blood from a wound. In his venturing he had forgotten his watch over his family so he thought best to return. His circle complete around the landmark he started back in the direction of which he came. They wouldn't have travel much farther by land he was certain...
Lazily he glided upon the wind. Feathers outstretched to maximize his hold on the air. His gaze shifted from tree to tree, equine to equine as he passed overhead. The rich green forest that lined the land was quite breathtaking as well. He probably wouldn't have noticed the change in the landscape if it hadn't have happened immediately before him. A once hunter green pine turned to russet brown. Brow cocked in perplexed thought as to what took place. His mind tangled with having seen his sister do the same to grass. Could she be behind this? ...
With a push of air he thrusted forwards as his limbs gathered beneath him. Tucking his wings nearly to his side's he dived like a falcon to it's meal. It hadn't taken him but a few minutes to be upon them. Viewing his baby sister following not their mother. Silver tipped ears pressed against his skull as he landed with force in front of them. Cutting off their path, hazel eyes glaring upon the stranger. He wasn't nearly as old as the stallion but he questioned him harshly, "What are you doing with my sister?" His gaze shifted to her and did not lighten, "Kolera, where is Mother? Did you run off again?" A snort of frustration at the filly's childish antics. She was always running off and getting into predicaments much to dangerous for such a young child. His scornful expression stayed upon her as he waited for an explanation from both parties...
