A huff escapes his quivering pink nostrils, he was bored, beyond bored. What was colt to do? This was the first day after the other fillies had left, they had provided at-least some sort of entertainment. Even if they were just girls, they always wined or cried especially when the playing crossed the line into the rough zone. He snorts at the thought, girls.. Would they always be that annoying? But a small part of him missed their company, he had now been on his own to find someone else to pass the time with. He stands quietly, his short ebony tail slapping his splashed sides. With a stamp of his hoof, he pivots back towards the herd, perhaps he could find his mother. His young legs stretch into a trot, each stride confident.

As he nears the herd, his crystal blue eyes search for his mother, yet they do not fall upon her. She had been missing for sometime now, and he was beginning to worry about her. What had happened? Why has she not returned? Out of boredom he drops his blunt teeth to the browning grasses at his hooves, and quietly begins to clip the grasses off. He munches the tasteless grass, unhappy with how this day was starting out. It was only a few hours after he had awoke, and still nothing exciting had happened. Where was the adventure?