Slowly Crow moved along the beaches of Atlantis; each step sinking into the grains of sand as she walked behind Sylvia and Elliot. Her dark nearly black eyes looked over the pale skins of her companions when they were not watching her; a longing expression upon her ebony face. The filly wished for a light colored coat such as theirs for days like today when the sun rode high in the sky and the heat beat down upon her back unmercifully. Cursed with such dark skin she suffered on summer days like today when she could not hide away in the skinny shadows of the palms that littered the beaches of her home.




Home




Crow did not really know what that word meant. She had traveled from territory to territory it seemed but the one she had favored the most was the Forest. The closed canopy that hid away the residence from the sunshine and gave mercy upon their darker coats unlike the place she found herself to be now. It was all open with only the cliffs in the Ridge able to cast shadows and block away the heat. If only….




Looking over to the crashing waves that slapped against the land the filly gave a shudder. Though she could not remember much of her life before Elliot found her in the Prairie Crow could remember the sea water vividly. How it had filled her nose and mouth; choking the life away from her as it churned her within its grasp. With a snort the filly pushed herself into a trot to catch up with her surrogate and walk along her hip on the opposite side of Elliot. Turning her head away from the water she looked towards the direction they were headed. Paradise. Crow wondered if it lived up to its name. Already she could see the treetops of what appeared to be a jungle and the dark filly could feel her hopes rise. A place to hide away from the sun during the height of the day would be paradise to her and Crow could feel her excitement rise.




With a toss of her head the filly moved out into a lope ahead of Sylvia. Head high and ears forward she would be deaf to anything the mare might call out to her as the wind tugged between the pillars and whipped through her fuzzy mane. Despite the sand tugging at her hooves Crow managed to pick them up high as she waved about her tail in a playful manner; not caring just how far she managed to get ahead. She was ready to meet the residence of Paradise.