The mountains were a pretty cool place to explore, but after two years of nothing but mountains you get a little bored. She was two now and mother had given her the okay to venture outside of the Peak. She knew a few places to always avoid, but the rest of the world was a complete mystery. Her father was out here somewhere though the picture painted of him was very poor. The young mare still had a want to know him because maybe her version would be better. Aside from her family drama, she was ready to set out on her own and live her own life. Find her own path.
The falls was the first stop on her journey. She enjoyed the flowing waterfall and drank her belly in cool spring water. Once she felt content, and bloated, she decided it was time to move onto the next place. She found a path to the left around some mountains. None of these mountains were as massive or magnificent at the Peak’s, but it wasn’t mountains she was looking for. Patience wanted to see something different. Something that wasn’t usual from her birth home. The falls had been close, but there was a spot in the Peak where water flows off of the mountain side. They had meadows too which disappointed her as she rounded the corner and found a long stretch of grass.
Hunger wasn’t an issue right now, but her boredom sure was. With a lonely sigh, the young mare begins a slow walk over the melting snow and the growing spring grass. She had to admit it was pretty here, bot not exciting. Her dark head suddenly tosses up at the sight of a stallion running. He zooms past her, but he was close enough she could collect some details about him. His ebony hair was long and flowing behind him and his coat was white and gold. As it stands, there were many stallions of all ages in the peak, but none of them had her interest. A few were even related. Her heart begins to thud with anxiousness. She doesn’t understand why, but her thick muzzle tosses up to the sky as she calls to him.
PATIENCE
the deeper the sorrow, the more our hearts sing |