I am delighted to hear that mama missed me, and it shows in my expressive brown eyes. I smile at her. Her words make me giggle, a high, childish sound. "Don't be silly, mama! You are not so very old and I am not so very little. I am bigger than Vi, even, and we are the same age!"
I don't know it but I will never grow very tall. My birth parents are both on the shorter end of the scale. But I have hope that I will grow as big and strong and important as my mother, the Khaleesi.
"Oh please, mama?" I beg, as she pretends to hem and haw. She is taking much too long to decide, I think. I am the picture of angelic innocence, which I ruin by then making a solemn promise. "I promise I will never pull tails again."
Her next words send me into delighted wiggling, during which I bump into her and trip a little. Grace is not my forte. "Oh yes, mama! I would love to go with you!"
I do a short circle to shake out my wiggles and then return to mother, nuzzling her side.
"I can get up early, mama. You will wake me, won't you? I'll go to sleep right now!"
I flop down near the gray mare, a yawn suddenly gripping my little body. I close my eyes extra tight and try to fall asleep quickly. It's funny how hard it is to fall asleep when you are excited. I think about asking mama to tell me a story, but I really do want to be good, and I especially want to go on an adventure in the morning!
the jungle princess
ooc: I'll post her whenever you guys post in the Dale! :-D