The young soul at first had not enjoyed her entry into the world. It was cold, though halfway through spring, and bright. The black and dark bay bodies that pressed against her brought her comfort. From the very beginning the nearness to her mother and sister was enough to form a bond that she felt deep into her bones. Her sister’s words and stories stuck with the tiny being more than the yearling possibly could have thought. Adelheid always listened with rapt attention, following the words without completely understanding their meaning.

She pranced around her bloodlines, kicking up flowers and chasing the dandelion seeds that flew in the wind when she kicked at them. Her mind was following the seeds when her big sister came up beside her and caught her attention. She shook her head and neck, ears forward in curiosity as she followed her sibling. With the absent-mindedness of youth in tandem with complete trust in Jetta, she marched right behind, then right passed the yearling and into the shallows of the stream. Surprised, the filly leapt back from the water, her blue eyes wide and breathing heavily. She dropped her head to the rippling water surface. One ear flicked to Jetta.

“The water spirits?” She wanted to say hello to the spirits. Confident in nature she lowered her nose to the water, breathing out to give her equine greeting to the spirits she was encountering. Miscalculating, her soft nostrils went right into the clear water, her exhale making the water jump back in her innocent face. She pulled her head back sadly. “I just wanted to say hello…” She looked over at Jetta plaintively.

- Adelheid -