I find myself hopeful that this girl, Hickere, would fast become a good friend for me. Oh I desperately needed a friend such as her. She was so exuberant that it made me grin. It was exciting to have someone like her want to seek me out. I listen to her as she speaks, speaking how she was happy to find me. Heck, if only I could tell her how happy I was that she sought me out! I toss my head, nodding in agreement as she speaks. My eyes are alight with pure joy as I listen to her speak. She talks about family, and I nod, absentmindedly, merely thinking back to my own family. It had been just me, mom, and dad. They had accepted me, flaws and all for who I was and I thought that maybe, just maybe that would be okay. But then they both were killed, including my little sibling who momma was still pregnant with. I had been lost, and the herd we had resided within kicked me out, because of my defect I was of no use to them, what so ever.

I could only pray each day that I would be accepted here, even though I didn’t speak. I reach out, intending to brush my nose against hers in agreement. I listen as she asks if I was from here, and I shake my head. Tears began forming in my eyes, shaking my head to try and rid myself of the tears that were trying to force their way out. If only I could talk!


isobel ; three ; mustang, brumby, appy mix ; snowcapped dunskin roan ;

female ; mute ; 14.3 hh ; of the forest [braylen's]

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