It’s not the place that makes home, but the equine that lived there with you. And if that happened to be in a foresty area, that would only make it a better home. Jinju didn’t know where her preference came from, only that it was there.
Six months have passed since.. since what actually? Terran telling her and Ander that they were going to find a new home. But they hadn’t, not yet, and Jinju is tired of moving from place to place, and at the same time she’s too restless to stay in one place for too young. Blame her age and endless curiosity.
By now she’d covered most of the forest, the meadow was next. And that started at the edge of the forest, watching over the glowing green fields. Half hidden against the trees, black against colourful leaves on the ground and a pair of bright ruby orbs. And those orbs are pulled towards two figures in the meadow.
Or to one of the two to be more exact. None of the others in the meadow today hold her attention, and no other would’ve been able to draw her away from the treeline. Hesitant and tiny steps grow bigger and more bold the further she goes. Something familiar about the spotted mare makes Jinju confident doing this, but the happiness and joy she feels – and cannot explain – is battling with the worry she feels upon seeing the state of the mare.
”Hello” her voice high and soft, very childlike. Her inky black head tilts to the side and ruby eyes narrow slightly when she takes in the mare a little bit better. The pale one gets a glance too, but it’s the darker one who holds her attention. ”Are.. are you okay?” Jinju takes another few steps closer, not aware of barrelling into the mare’s personal space as she reaches out to gently touch the bottom of the mare’s shoulder.
Jinju
“My sun is set to rise again.”