Desert

He looks up, seeing the young male the same age as brother Vulcan, and instantly he brightens at the approach. He doesn’t know yet how the world beyond the roiling blue wetness is so much bigger, holds so many more, than his immediate family. He cannot help the surge of excitement over a bit of friendship with someone other than his own brothers. Carbon, Vulcan, Enoch -- he simply cannot wait for the young stallion to make his way. Instead, he runs almost right into him to greet him.

"Hey, kid, where’s your parents?"

"Mommy went to get daddy. I didn’t want her to go. I didn’t tell that daddy went into the big blue. Daddy said it wasn’t safe, I wasn’t allowed. Ms. Melisma got took and he had to get her back."

The rapid speech is made with no small amount of movement around the young male, his thick figure whispering of the size of his own father. "Dadddy is sad not to have her. Mommy says that he will get her back. Mommy doesn’t like Melisma too much, but she says Melisma is family. Family means keeping together! Ms. Melisma needs to come back. Daddy will come back with Ms. Melisma for sure!"

He sounds so sure, so proud. Even though he speaks to his mother being at odds with the Melisma in question, he sounds like he loves her when he speaks her name. Berit and Melisma both had eyes for the same place in the herd, both competed, but still she had taught her son to love and respect her as a part of their family.

His wildfire color is shaken free of sand and his big ole head shoves his nose into Runar’s without reservation. "I am Sinai! Wow! You’re wet! Did you swim the big blue like Daddy!?"