She had wandered off, again. After one, two, three times going missing, mom and Epoch must have learned she could find her way home. She had a natural sense of direction - or was just really observant of her surroundings and markers. She made sure to never stray too far, but just enough to see a little more of the world around her. It was just after dinner-time, which was perfect - everyone seemed to be winding down and less aware of her slipping into the tree-line.
Today's new adventure was the pond she caught a glimpse of the last time. She wanted to see what lived in and around it's murky waters. Maybe... a frog? Bugs that lit up in the dark? The ideas excited the young filly as she pushed through branches, excited to witness something new.
