Time Has Flown

The fact that she had not seen hide nor hair of anyone familiar for months did not deter her from being true to herself. Silent was still comical at times, not to mention curious and impish when the time called for it. She maintained a quiet aura of positivity, its light glow shimmering from her and the bright green gaze she enjoyed carrying. She was one whose spirit was hard to break, a trait that, unknowns to her, ran through the Adravendi line. The silver and ebony yearling was a Diamond in the ruff.

When she got far enough into the pines, she realized she was not alone. The cologne had pulled her deeper into the depths of the forest, until she no longer needed to be promptly directed. The source of her nose’s discovery came into view and rose to stand a good number of inches taller than she. A deep baritone met her ears and they perked as she walked towards Bronze with only a couple of steps. “Hello, Bronze,” she greeted.

The young lady smiled, unknowingly attempting to break any ice that had settled between them. “You’ve gotten tall,” she mused, tail flicking behind her as she spoke. “Time really has flown.” Simple facts that could have been left unsaid, but she did not mind. “How have you been?”