Josie
like the dancer before me
She was always ready for an adventure, she missed the water like that of Dale. Of course the water in Ischia was probably not as magical as Dale, she has not seen any spirit animals lingering beqanna lately. The beautiful Sheba that Phaederus had, and Zaphod that her mother had, she was excited as a filly for her own spirit animal, but she left Dale before claiming one. She patiently waited for Belgaer to respond, but surely after a few moments of silence he agreed to bring her. He noted the water was cold, and the path was steep, but the sight was something to see.
She pranced slightly in spot, her excitement grew as he talked about it. She wondered what it would look like, what color were the rocks around it? What color was the water? Was it clear? What did it smell like, salty like the rest of the water on Ischia? Her tail swayed gently "You were such a wonderful guide, I am sure we will be fine going to the waterfall" she poked fun, prancing toward him she brushed against him, playfully teasing the stallion.
She followed beside him, allowing him to lead a few paces ahead. Her ears were perked forward with excitement, she could barely wait. As much an adult she was, she was always a free spirit at heart, like her mother. Zara was always gentle, even when Phaedrus gave her away like a piece of property, no goodbye, just passed her on to another stallion. She peacefully followed, Josie was lucky to break away when she did. She ran away from Dale, right into Akkadians arms, right into the Tundra were she was able to create her own path in life.
She scanned the horizon, taking in all the beauty that Ischia offered. Summer was almost here, but the flowers and trees were at peak budding, the aroma the island carried was sweet with a slight mix of salt from the beach every now and then.The path was steep, and she allowed Belgaer to lead, falling behind him this time. She looked at the ground, ensuring a safe landing at the bottom.
They finally met the plateau, Belgaer looks back with a smile Just through there he notes nodding her on. She prances forward, reaching her neck out, trailing her maw against his flank. She broke into a gallop when she passed him "Race ya!" She laughs as she pounds her hooves into the ground, it only took a few moments for the waterfall to come fully into sight. Her eyes grew wide as the the water roared in her ears, it rushed from the edge above. She slid to a halt at the shore of water that pooled beneath the waterfall. A smile grew on her maw, "Its beautiful!" the water was clear, blue with tints of green. The pool of water was utterly calm compare to the rampaging water that splashed into it. It smelled fresh, unlike the rest of the water that surrounded Ischia. She lowers her maw to the water, it was cold as it slid down her throat, she could not wait until it warmed up, until she could swim in it. She raises her head to find Belgaer, "So... have you any foals?" was she obvious? She really wanted to know if he had someone to call his own, or perhaps he was like many of the stallions in beqanna, just looking for a fun night.
@[Belgaer] sorry....word vomit.