Playground
Parents do not fear; your children are safe in the Playground. A benevolent fairy watches over young colts and fillies who come to frolic here. The trees are ancient things, and widely spaced (excellent for tag) and there are several low logs to leap over and many ponds and thickets full of wonder for the little ones. Come play and form friendships that will last a lifetime.
the lone wolf
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Posted on August 10, 2011 at 11:06:35 PM by tala
“Stop pushing me, Cahir.” He mumbles beneath his breath even as his brother gives him another rough push with his nose. “Well come on Tala. Mother said to make sure you got here okay and then I can leave.” He snorts, a little annoyed with his younger brother, though he’s not sure why. Maybe it was the fact that his mother and father could both soar up amongst the sky, that most of his half-siblings all had some type of something from their father’s side while he and his brother were so plain, so normal. His blunt teeth flash as he lands a rough nip upon his brother’s flank. Tala squeals in pain and sends a quick kick towards his brother’s legs, which happen to land.
Cahir makes a noise of surprise and dashes off the long legged brother that had disappeared amongst the brush as soon as he could. He hid amongst the shrubs and trees, using the bay and white pattern of his body as best as he could in camouflage. He sees Cahir race past him and finally after a few long moments he stumbles from his hiding place. He takes a few cautious steps forwards until something seems to wrap around him and give him a nice and safe feeling. He smiles a bit, maybe he was in the Playground now. Mother said that there might be other foals to play with and make friends but besides his moody brother he hadn’t ever seen any others.
So he stands out where anyone could see him, just waiting. Hoping that he might make some friends soon.
TALA |
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