The Gates are sooo boring.
The young mare has spent the day running about and exploring her old childhood haunts, trying to keep herself occupied. It’s had … limited success. It had been nice and nostalgic for a while, but now she’s just going crazy trying to keep herself entertained.
And thankfully something soon catches her attention.
She’s passing by the Mother Tree when she notices her mother standing there … along with a small grullo foal. She’s immediately interested and marches over to the pair, eyes narrowed in curiosity. As she grows closer, she can see that it’s a filly, and when she grows even closer, she can see the oddly coloured stripe running down the length of her spine. How very odd.
She stops right in front of them, offering her mother a cheeky grin. “Hey! What’s with the -” She cuts off when her mother gives her a look. Her head cocks to the side quizzically, but Fiasko soon gives her an answer. Or, well, gives her something more to be confused about really. “Hello Sidra, this is your sister. Her name is Caitlyn.”
Sidra is momentarily lost for words, something that doesn’t happen often. A sister? But how? Her father has all but disappeared, and her mother hasn’t exactly shacked up with anyone new. And now that she’s up close and personal, she can see that the girl doesn’t even look remotely like Fiasko. Did her mother like, steal some random kid?
But the look her mother is giving her clearly says ‘don’t ask questions,’ and for the moment, she decides to behave. A rare occurrence to be sure, but the look in her mother’s eyes is telling her that she's not in the mood to be trifled with. Sidra will just bother her later when the kid isn’t around.
So instead, she simply plays along. She smiles sweetly and lowers her head to meet the little girl’s eyes. “Heyyy Caitlyn. Uhh …” She’s not exactly sure what to say here. “I’m your big sister Sidra!” Yeeeah her mother said that already. Oh well.
The young mare has spent the day running about and exploring her old childhood haunts, trying to keep herself occupied. It’s had … limited success. It had been nice and nostalgic for a while, but now she’s just going crazy trying to keep herself entertained.
And thankfully something soon catches her attention.
She’s passing by the Mother Tree when she notices her mother standing there … along with a small grullo foal. She’s immediately interested and marches over to the pair, eyes narrowed in curiosity. As she grows closer, she can see that it’s a filly, and when she grows even closer, she can see the oddly coloured stripe running down the length of her spine. How very odd.
She stops right in front of them, offering her mother a cheeky grin. “Hey! What’s with the -” She cuts off when her mother gives her a look. Her head cocks to the side quizzically, but Fiasko soon gives her an answer. Or, well, gives her something more to be confused about really. “Hello Sidra, this is your sister. Her name is Caitlyn.”
Sidra is momentarily lost for words, something that doesn’t happen often. A sister? But how? Her father has all but disappeared, and her mother hasn’t exactly shacked up with anyone new. And now that she’s up close and personal, she can see that the girl doesn’t even look remotely like Fiasko. Did her mother like, steal some random kid?
But the look her mother is giving her clearly says ‘don’t ask questions,’ and for the moment, she decides to behave. A rare occurrence to be sure, but the look in her mother’s eyes is telling her that she's not in the mood to be trifled with. Sidra will just bother her later when the kid isn’t around.
So instead, she simply plays along. She smiles sweetly and lowers her head to meet the little girl’s eyes. “Heyyy Caitlyn. Uhh …” She’s not exactly sure what to say here. “I’m your big sister Sidra!” Yeeeah her mother said that already. Oh well.
Sidra
the wild child of jason x fiasko
Figured it'd be good for the two of them to meet as well.
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