I can feel myself moving
closer to a dream thats waiting for me

For a moment all the nerves dissapeared as she plays in the rain. She felt free to be her youthful self and not worry about the added stress of the stranger. He seems fun, light hearted, and friendly. I mean he had seemed friendly all along, but she had never had the courage to approach him beforehand. Not that she had meant to this time, but his play invited her closer.

It was not the large statue of the stallion that makes her nervous. No, a lot of her family in the Forest were just as large as he was. Both mother and grandmother were perhaps slightly taller than him. Their thickness was very similar to the black stallion's, but it was Bacardi's smaller height that causes Úlla to be this small. She was the smallest in her close knit family with Daracha coming in second at over 16 hands. Sometimes she wishes she could be tall like the rest of her family, but father always assures her height is not improtant.

It is the heart that matters. It was her shy heart that causes her to stay away from others. That flutter she gets in her belly around Voyager only made it worse. Perhaps this act of play created the perfect icebreaker for them to meet. His laughter softens as his amber eyes find her own brown ones. Úlla could feel the nerves piling back up rather quickly as he introduced himself. She smiled sweetly until he splashed her. Another giggle left her lips as her eyes closed to avoid any water going into them.

Voyager turns and beings playing in his puddle again. The young seal brown watches him until she can feel another set of eyes on them. She turns to find her mother staring at her from the trees. The mare doesn't look too enthusiastic about her daughter covered in mud out in the rain. "I, uh, better go." She fumbles her words as she gives a glance back to Voyager. As she runs back to the cover of the forest with her mother she realizes she never gave her name.