“Hello mister butterfly!” She smiled, her head lowered so the insect fluttered at eye level. The beautiful color of it’s wings seeming to mesmerize the mare, never having seen such hues before. As it continued to move from flower to flower, unfazed by it’s watcher, Wren giggled happily before prancing a circle around her new friend. She hardly thought herself to be flaunting her color as the butterfly did, but her joy was hard to contain which was why she could barely stay still.
“Goodbye mister butterfly.” Wren said as she jaunted across the open expanse of grass, her eyes searching among the long stems for any other beautiful creatures. Unexpectedly, a hare darted out from hiding when she had gotten too close. “Hey!” She said surprised, but her eyes lit up at the prospect of a race. Dashing off after the poor rabbit, Wren galloped around the crazy circles her newest friend made until she could no longer see him. “Where did you go?” Wren called out almost sadly, before giving a huff “okay, I’ll play hide and seek.” The mare said before going in search of the poor harassed animal.
Wren did not find the hare again despite how she looked for it. Eventually giving up when her mind strayed elsewhere. Thirst nagged at her, drawing her to a small stream she frequented to quench herself with a cool drink. As she raised her head and droplets fell from her lips, she looked around once more. Only this time she didn’t see anyone. Ears lowering, she gave a sad little sigh. All she wanted was a friend, it didn’t matter what it was. Maybe she could just eat some grass while she waited? Yes! It seemed like a great idea. That way she wouldn’t have to stop play later when a friend did appear just because she was hungry.
Moving away from the stream, Wren began to nab at mouthfuls of grass quickly. She had to hurry. She couldn’t leave anyone waiting.