The little girl looked up at the warrior mare and blinked briefly, looking between them all. She thought hard for a moment before sneaking around to Geirdriful’s side, where she leaned briefly against her body. I would try to watch out for you. She whispered softly. But I think she would still be sneaky… Unable to stay still for too long, Taika went dashing off again, nipping and nudging at the adults, laughing happily when they mimicked her, especially when Ysabel pulled others into the play with her. As their conversations turned she lost interest in their words. It was not long before she followed the wind’s ripples on grass, or kicking at loose stones to chase them.

Taytim listened pleasantly to what the other mares were saying. It sounded to her as if the politics of the Peak and of the islands were above what she really felt the desire to understand. It was when Geirdriful mentioned she had been looking for a friend that some of her good humor faded. It seems as though a lot of horses of these islands had lost someone, or were looking for something. She eyed Rodrigo, still wondering how he could find what he was looking for, and if she would ever be any help to him at all in finding it. One of the counterpoints to her thought, it seemed, was Ysabella. The mare seemed to have found her place with growing comfort in the Peak, and with the Peak mares. It seemed to Taytim that the mare was meant to be a part of such a group. A band of comrades, whether they be mare or mixed. Her thoughts meandered to thinking about her place, and her daughter’s place in the islands. She mildly followed their conversations until Taika returned to her side, nudging her on and off with her nose, possibly just trying to be a pest. The mare’s attention came back to present and she smiled at Rodrigo, blowing in his face and shaking her head happily at his nip.

Beside her, Taika grinned back at the big stallion, though her’s was lacking in all innocence. She lowered her head, and her grin broadened. Jumping forward she pumped her head against his shoulder, raced around the entire group twice and stopped dead. Her chest rose and fell with heavy breathing and she raced around them again the other way before trotting merrily around Rodrigo.

”She really will be a handful when she is older.” Taytim sighed to her friend, leaning briefly against him as if the weariness of raising her daughter was already taking a toll.

Finally she stopped next to him and looked up at him with chocolate eyes.Will I be as tall as you when I grow up? She asked out of the blue, not caring if she interrupted their conversation or not.

Taika
Filly ~ Magnus&Taytim ~ 15hh(wfg) ~ Smokey Black Varnish