Tasi had been exploring the depths of Ischia's ocean for quite a while now, investigating the island and trying to determine whether her father was here. However, the mare was not here out of spontaneity, she had felt a new kind of sensation bubbling inside of her, she had felt it ever since she met another horse for the first time and it had been growing ever since, she could no longer silence it and had to do something to satisfy her need.
The mare moves through the water silently, surfacing to watch the island, almost nervous to set foot on land again.
Ever since she had managed to gain enough courage to walk on land she had found a new fear, the dread of being unable to return to the ocean and losing the freedom she feels when in the water.
Tasi suddenly spots a figure not too far away, watching them as the waves slowly carry her toward the shore. She does not rush and takes her time, allowing the ocean's current to drop her off at the shore, her legs trembling slightly as she gets used to the feeling of walking once more, quietly removing herself from the water and placing herself a few metres behind the stranger, completely out of sight.
The young mare takes a moment to compose herself and allow all her kelpie features to disappear, afraid that she would scare the other horse away, unsure of how others reacted to her.
She moves slowly, though with purpose, imprinting the warm sand below her with wet hoofprints, her long and wet tail dragging along behind her as she walks toward the stranger from behind, trying to remain silent and calm.
The air between them is scarce now as she closes in, her heartbeat now louder than the beating of wings from the birds that the stranger seems to observe.
Tasi halts within comfortable talking distance, exhaling deeply as she prepares to speak, a surge of adrenaline moving through her body as she opens her lips "Hello" she says before falling into a silent panic, unsure of if she should say anything else.
Tasi