Quietly the young stallion moves alone. His long gangly legs giving a fluid, but somewhat, bouncy trot as he travels further away from what was familiar and closer to what drove his curiosity. After the mysterious stranger that had arrived in the Hills, and then their visit to the Dunes where he had seen others in such vast numbers, it had left Ra with an itching need to know more. What was out there? Aside from the solitude his mother seemed to prefer.


When his dark brown eyes landed upon the single figure up ahead, Ra came to an abrupt halt. His tail flagged and he stood practically on his toes as he watched them. Uncertainty grasped him with a tight grip, and he gave a snort before turning away some and giving a few more prancing steps before stopping. Although they didn’t seem to notice him, kicking at something on the ground, he couldn’t help but to try and get a closer look. With the wind to fill his lungs and carry his hooves, surely, he could outrun any danger that may appear?


With the same trot he had come to this place with, it carried him closer to the stranger. Only when he is finally able to drink in her scent does he realize it is a girl. And she doesn’t seem any older than him, if he could judge by her size. As he approaches her, he slows to a walk. His neck arching like his mother’s had done, but he does not try and offer the exchange of breaths. Nor does Ra try to speak. Instead, his eyes are watchful of her. Wondering if she would disappear like a mirage and he would be left in the solitude he was born to once more.