Meadow

Her thick legs cut through the surf with ease, allowing her large body made buoyant in the salt water to be guided by the push and pull of the surf. So many fought the pull of the water, struggled against its natural flow and in their effort were lost to its waves. However to surrender to the flow, to make it apart of yourself, it opened up so many channels and gave her a peace she had come to know and love. In truth she hadn’t known what to expect when she had stepped off the main land and followed the pull of her heart towards those far shores. It was on pure faith that the stormy figure of her sister followed along beside her, unsure of if she felt the same draw as the blue-hued woman did. Yet she agreed to come with her all the same.

Eventually her large hooves finally found purchase on the viscous sand and hauled her considerable body from the salty grasp of the sea she felt such connection to. It was not new, it seemed that most water of any kind called to her in certain ways and as the rivulets of water ran across her many curves she relished in their caress making no move to shake off any more than her slowing gait caused naturally. Turning her gaze to her sister she awaited her judgement, although it was at her wish they had come her she cared deeply for her twins opinions in all matters; she did tend to be the realist between the two of them. “So, what do you think?” Her voice was an mid alto, no lighter than she herself was as she let that question hang in the air between them. Those eyes, deep sapphire verging on violet as bottomless as the waters she so enjoyed, turn from her sister and sweep back out over the new landscape.

Possibility is a powerful thing, and she can feel the magic of it tingling in her bones as her feathered hooves begin the trek up the beach and towards the meadow which stretched out before them. No doubt sand would stick in the long hair which trailed behind her and the salt would sheen her painted coat as it dried, but she was far too preoccupied with what was to come. “Do you feel it, sister? The unknown, the possibility…” Her voice trailed off dreamily. She wasn’t sure exactly what it was, or what had called her here, but she was ready to find out.