It seemed that her new playmate was more on the ball than she’d given her credit for and swiftly tagged Jökulrós on the shoulder. The palomino filly squealed playfully, rearing up and boxing the air with her gangly legs. Landing with a huff, she took off after the girl. As she caught up with her, she stretched out her neck to try and tag her sister as “it”. She would have been successful if Fleyri hadn’t tripped over her own legs and tumbled into the stream.

Jökulrós slid to a halt, her limbs bunching together as he tiny hooves cut a furrow in the dirt. Once stopped, she peered at the spot where her sister had fallen only to be greeted by a shower of water. Squealing, she darted through the raining water to place a nip on the pale girl’s shoulder before taking off again. This time Fleyri could give chase.