Post by writtenphoto on Apr 15, 2012 22:44:15 GMT -5
Lycia stuck her nose into the snow, the lifted it quickly in the air finding that some got stuck into her nose. She quickly snorted it out of her nose. Then loped across the small field she had found nestled into the mountains. It wasn't a nice place at all, because most of the rocks were jagged and pointed out from nearly every place that once stepped near rocks. But being born in the mountains made these rocks more like a play ground than that of danger. It was great to be away from her Mother Sage. To be able to do pretty much anything she wanted instead of getting herself strong by Sage's terms, and getting healthy for the times that she might need it. It sounded quite weird that she needed to be strong and healthy since being in a herd. Shouldn't she be able to play around with the other foals and live her young life in harmony? That wasn't much of a possible answer. She'd still have to follow her only food source for now. But once she is older. She nodded to herself. She would run off away from this place, and have adventures and act like a foal, enjoying herself. She smiled at that thought.