The colt has abandoned his mother tonight in search for something, he just isn’t certain what that something is. He’s young and foolish, and believes that he doesn’t need the protection of his mother now that he’s just barely a weanling. His mother lays curled in a bed of grass in their small little hut on the edge of the court. Her bonded looks over at Kibou with a knowing glare, but the colt ignores him completely as he brings himself to a stand.
Making sure Saki is settled on his back (where he prefers her to be), Kibou looks to his mother’s bonded and with a silent glance, he tells the bird that he’s leaving, but he’ll return later. No doubt the second he leaves the hut Finnick will awake his mother and soon, he will have to deal with her fury. But for the moment, he’s going to enjoy this tiny bit of freedom.
Sleep didn’t come to him tonight, for some unknown reason. Normally he’s one of those individuals that can sleep anywhere…and sleep hard at that. But tonight, his mind was restless and so thus were his legs. By now he’s meandering through the cobblestone streets of the court, going somewhere and yet nowhere all the same. He is unafraid of the darkness, the glowing orb given to him by his late father glowing brightly and lighting his path. He walks in silence mostly, thinking about his dad and how much he wished he were here. His momma says his daddy was brave, that he gave the ultimate sacrifice. Kibou does not yet understand what that means, but perhaps in time he might.
There a sound off in the distance and it startles Kibou. He halts rather abruptly, Saki having to struggle to grip into what little mane the colt had. He can hear someone approaching, but his bravery stops there. He knows he shouldn’t be out by himself so late at night, but he cannot help his curiosity. Now he understands this was probably a bad idea. Perhaps it was only his mother coming to find him.
But when the voice asks ‘who’s there?’, Kibou knows that is not his mother. It sounds much younger that his mother, younger than her and yet older than he. He remembered his momma telling him that there were other youngsters, just a wee bit older than he was. She had never properly introduced them, though, because his momma said she had to keep him in the hut to protect him. But now he was practically grown. It was time to meet others.
And so, Kibou cautious steps from the shadows, his little orb of light trailing just behind him. Saki is the first to look at the unicorn, poised with her horn ready for battle. She taps her tail lightly on the back of Kibou, her silent way of telling him to watch out. But Kibou was fearless (or so he liked to tell himself). He continues forward, his eyes meeting hers. "Hi!" His tone is light and high pitched, his voice not yet having dropped into something far more masculine. He stands there, far shorter than she, but with his posture upright and engaged. "I’m Kibou!....and that is Saki." He throws a look over his shoulder to the vervet monkey, the female obvious a little embarrassed at how her bonded is somehow navigating this meeting. He was far too bold for her liking. His mother would not be proud of him talking to strangers.
@Aspara
