Havelle mimics the other filly's proud stance, her chest puffed out, and her chin up. "Nice to meet you Neferyt. I'm Havelle, daughter of Zjeena and Liland. My mom is at home in Paradise." She admits they are alone with a hint of bragging. For foals this young, being an island away from parents is a big deal. Havelle suddenly feels so grown up.
There is a moment of silence and then Havelle suddenly remembers she has a brother. Her eyes go wide and she whips her head around to gesture at the colt standing only a few paces to her left. "Oh and this is Nattergal, my brother." She shoots him an apologetic look and Nattergal rolls his eyes.
"Hey.", he grunts. He's barely a year old and he's already a man of few words.
"What are you doing?" Havelle asks Neferyt. "Wanna play?"
Nattergal's ears prick forward at the word "play". He's all in.