The light that shines so bright.
This time her trip to the meadow was planned. She had been there once before, but back then the meadow hadn’t been the place she wanted to go to. Gyps had wanted to go the playground again, but she had gotten lost on the way there. The thought of that time only causes her to grimace now, absolutely not liking how she had made a fool of herself. She had been totally driven by panic and fear and she hadn’t been able to keep a clear view on the situation.
For quite while already she has been eager and curious to visit the place again. Maybe she would run into Chem again, who so kindly helped her. Than would she show a more mature side of her, showing how much she had grown. In her opinion she thought of an adult now too, but that exact thought proved how much of a child she still was. Not that Gyps was aware of that of course, children never were. First she had soared through the sky in search of the stallion, her wings carrying her through the air without any effort.
When she lands it isn’t Chem who she had spotted, no it was another familiar face that she hadn’t seen in a while. Andras had grown, matured, just as she had herself. His horn was even longer now, or maybe did it only seem like that. When the blue haired girl tucks her wings at her sides she looks at him, grinning at his attempts to play with the squirrel. Slowly – trying create as less sounds as possible – she moves closer towards the horned appaloosa colt. Or not really a colt anymore. Soon they both would be two years old, almost ready to leave their childhood behind.
”You scared it, you know.” She states, as of it’s a well-known truth. She no longer is the shy little filly she once was, the one he had met and played with in the Playground. Tilting her head to the side, causing her navy blue forelock to fall sideward and reveal her black and white head, studying him curiously. ”Fancy seeing you here, Andras.” She’s still grinning as she paws the ground, whinnying at him.
Gyps
