Meadow

Aside from her annoying siblings, Cotynga never really had anyone else to play with. At nearly two years of age, most other fillies she had met in Paradise were more hellbent on their looks and impressing suitable mates than playing one of her imaginative little games or exploring the shoreline after a storm. Until now, Akela had been her only real solace. Father seemed to share her need for exploration and knowledge, even if he never really seemed all too eager to play her games.

Yet as the two fillies approached her, Cotynga can not hide her excitement and hope. Her slender body trembles with it as she takes an excited step forward to meet the girl who introduces herself as Miriella with a broad grin. Paper thin nostrils flare and exhale her own breath to inhale the strange new perfumes that cling to the golden girl’s scent. ”Hi! I’m Cotynga but you can call me Coty for short! That’s what my friends call me… well, it’s what I would have them call me if I had any. I guess… it’s what my Da calls me sometimes.” she continues, bumping her small muzzle excitedly against Miriella before glancing at the darker sister who lingered a bit more nervously behind. The smile on her lips broadens, ”Don’t worry, I’m not mean. At least I don’t think I am. Only my sister calls me mean sometimes but that’s just because she is boring.” she bubbles with an excited laugh, her tail twitching back and forth as she nods towards where her father stood in the shade of the treeline. There is a strange stallion standing beside him now, one she had not noticed before now but even her curiosity over the stranger next to her sire is not enough to deter her from the possibility of finally having some friends to play with.

Miriella asks where she is from and Cotynga turns back to look at her. Luthien? No wonder Coty had never seen them before. This was her first trip away from Atlantis and that was only in part to some newcomer claiming Paradise in Rougaru’s absence. She cocks her head a little. ”Luthien?” she repeats, tasting the name on her tongue. Akela mentioned once or twice that there were other islands aside from Atlantis. He never brought the subject up, nor did he ever seem to dwell on it for long. Maybe he was afraid she would ask to visit them or decide to visit them on her own. Regardless, she was glad to finally be able to meet someone from another island. ”What does Luthien look like? Does it have a lot of trees like Atlantis does? Atlantis is where I am from by the way.”

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Akela takes notice of the trio the moment they appeared in the meadow. A single ear twitches in acknowledgement as the painted stallion starts towards him. The two fillies make a beeline for Cotynga and despite himself, the grullo stallion feels himself relax. Cotynga was safer exploring the meadows in the company of a few other girls than she would be alone. Either that or there was a better chance that the trio could get into even more trouble. However at least he was no longer alone in keeping watch.

The stallion introduces himself as he approaches and Akela lifts his muzzle from the grasses he had been lazily grazing upon. ”Akela..” he mouths, swallowing the mouthful of grass on his tongue. The stallion tilts his head towards the two fillies standing near Cotynga and introduces them as his sisters. He nods gruffly in reply to the question lingering between them. ”My daughter… Cotynga.” he says, pausing for a moment to let the name linger between them before continuing with his own curious question. ”What brings you and your sisters here?”

"Speech goes here."