Your river of judgment
The excitement in her grew as Akello said she found the right place for playing. Her tail wagged with more energy as her grey butt shook back and forth with it. She smiles as he mentions he remembers seeing her before. It was great they were finally meeting and that she would finally get to play with other foals beside her sibling. She notes the difference in the colt's coat compared to hers. Jordan had a trait clearly not from around these islands, or the landscape of Salem. Her coat was covered in small curls that were slowly becoming less prominent the older she got. She could remember her mother's coat being the same way, but she didn't know much else about her mother.
Akello's next words bring her ears towards him as he suggests some things to do. "Oh those both sound fun!" She steps in place with some energy she was saving for this very moment. She was ready to go, but then his head tilts and he asks a curious question. There was no thinking involved to answer his question. "I live in the Badlands, but I have traveled here a lot until mommy Daciana could nurse me." That might be confusing for him, but to her, it made all the sense in the world. She knew her birth mother died minutes after she was born, but Akello didn't know that. He didn't know that she came here to nurse because no one else in the Badlands could until Daciana started producing milk from her pregnancy.
In her mind, Daciana was her mother and Roheryn was like a father figure to her. The Badland herd was her family, but the Desert herd was her close friends. Now she was able to grow even closer to the foals here. "Show me around?" She asks as she steps closer to him.