What had driven her to venture outside the safety of the Spine's craddling arms was still not clear in her mind; but then again nothing was. Her second rise and fall had been so abrupt she still found it hard to swallow and even harder to accept. While she had set her mind to more personal buisness, she still couldn't shake the feeling that there was something out there missing.
Small ripples of fire licked her abdomen, making her blow out air out of her nostrils and curl her lip in a pained expression. She was still unaware she had been spotted, oblivious to the male that happened to see her walk by until he gave a little greeting bark to make her turn her head.
But he did more than just that.
In the strange shade of the Plateu and its leaf-less trees, the male looked awfully familiar to someone she knew, and had hoped to see for a while now. With a shocked gasp, the yealing's body tensed up, a mixture of happiness and anger flooding her veins. She lifted her tail over her back, and trotted directly towards him like a steam train that had escaped from the railway. Her face was a strange contorsiom between a smile and a frown, that would not only be confusing for him but for her hormone-crazed mind.
But like any runaway locomotive she soon came to a violent stop. Her eyes traced across his features, settling on his eyes that to her dismay were not white. He was not the guy she was looking for, and while it shouldn't have saddened as much as it did, she found her spirits dropping slowly to the bottomless pit of her chest.