Splish splash, WHOMP! The boys had been rough housing in the shallows of the river, enjoying the coolness of the water on their coats. Sunlight filtered through bushy willows and poplars, making kaleidoscopic patterns in the ripples they were creating. Rearing and bucking, the colts were a whirl of blue and scarlet, vibrant in their little hollow.
Play turned to wrestling when Raul grabbed hold of his brother's wing in his mouth, unbalancing the pale brother. Slipping in the river muck, Santana stumbled backwards, held in limbo for an instant until his brother released his hold. With a squeal indignation, the slender colt surfaced. Steam rose in a cloud about him. "That was mean, Raul! I'm telling Mommmm!" He huffed, dragging his sopping wings out of the water quicker than the fire maned twin could follow. Raul switched from laughter to anxiety within the space of a heartbeat. "No, don't! I'm sorry Tana, I won't do it again! Tana, wait! SANTANA!" The leggy brothers raced from the river to the willow grove where Mom had been grazing, still within earshot of the boy's play space.
"You're such a baby, Tana..." Raul grumbled as they trailed each other home. He almost didn't stop fast enough. Santana had paused in his tracks. Staring at the empty space, the brothers stepped subconsciously closer until their shoulders met. A flat spot still marked a space their mother must have laid recently. Strange odors hung in the air, foreign and pungent. Something was really wrong here. "Mom...? Where's mom, Raul?" The shorter colt looked up to his brother, only to find his own concern mirrored on his counterparts face.
Not knowing what else to do, they wandered back to their sandy river bank. It was afternoon, and night would be there before they knew it. What were they going to do?
@[Ivar]
Play turned to wrestling when Raul grabbed hold of his brother's wing in his mouth, unbalancing the pale brother. Slipping in the river muck, Santana stumbled backwards, held in limbo for an instant until his brother released his hold. With a squeal indignation, the slender colt surfaced. Steam rose in a cloud about him. "That was mean, Raul! I'm telling Mommmm!" He huffed, dragging his sopping wings out of the water quicker than the fire maned twin could follow. Raul switched from laughter to anxiety within the space of a heartbeat. "No, don't! I'm sorry Tana, I won't do it again! Tana, wait! SANTANA!" The leggy brothers raced from the river to the willow grove where Mom had been grazing, still within earshot of the boy's play space.
"You're such a baby, Tana..." Raul grumbled as they trailed each other home. He almost didn't stop fast enough. Santana had paused in his tracks. Staring at the empty space, the brothers stepped subconsciously closer until their shoulders met. A flat spot still marked a space their mother must have laid recently. Strange odors hung in the air, foreign and pungent. Something was really wrong here. "Mom...? Where's mom, Raul?" The shorter colt looked up to his brother, only to find his own concern mirrored on his counterparts face.
Not knowing what else to do, they wandered back to their sandy river bank. It was afternoon, and night would be there before they knew it. What were they going to do?
@[Ivar]