09-02-2016, 01:30 PM
“Da!” He shouts. “Da!”
Zai races across the Meadow toward his father, and only stops when he collides with the taller horse. He is too big, and the impact will probably knock Kreios back a few feet, but Zai cannot help but feel like a child. He wishes he were small enough to be protected, and not the leggy weanling that he is. He’ll be Da’s height soon, with Mama’s leanness, but he quakes against his father’s side. He rubs against the strange protrusions on his father’s shoulder blades and pulls back in confusion.
He’s too worried to ask about them, and instead simply asks.
“Where’s Mama? Where’s the Falls? Why are we here?” The bay colt wants his father to have answers for him; he has always had the answers before, and Zai cannot fathom why this might be different.
Zai races across the Meadow toward his father, and only stops when he collides with the taller horse. He is too big, and the impact will probably knock Kreios back a few feet, but Zai cannot help but feel like a child. He wishes he were small enough to be protected, and not the leggy weanling that he is. He’ll be Da’s height soon, with Mama’s leanness, but he quakes against his father’s side. He rubs against the strange protrusions on his father’s shoulder blades and pulls back in confusion.
He’s too worried to ask about them, and instead simply asks.
“Where’s Mama? Where’s the Falls? Why are we here?” The bay colt wants his father to have answers for him; he has always had the answers before, and Zai cannot fathom why this might be different.