Okta // Colt // Qalataqa

[Captain Flighty]

Foal Name: Okta
Parents: Oracle x Wolfgrimm
Siblings from Same Breeding: none
Desired Alliance:

Sample Post:

^{Pick apart the [smear:9702A7]pieces[/smear:D5F800:3] of your heart
And let me [smear:9702A7]peer[/smear:D5F800:3] inside
Let me in where only your [smear:9702A7]thoughts[/smear:D5F800:3] have been
Let me occupy your [smear:9702A7]mind[/smear:D5F800:3]
As [smear:9702A7]you[/smear:D5F800:3] do mine}
[smear:DF004F]- O - K - T - A -[/smear:4E10AE:3]
^{Your heart's a [smear:9702A7]mess[/smear:D5F800:3]
You won't [smear:9702A7]admit[/smear:D5F800:3] to it
It makes no [smear:9702A7]sense[/smear:D5F800:3]
But I'm [smear:9702A7]desperate[/smear:D5F800:3] to connect
You can't [smear:9702A7]live[/smear:D5F800:3] like this}

His tiny hoof pressed into the large impression his mother's feet had left behind. He half smiled, half frowned at the sheer inequality in the size. He'd lived on this earth for several cycles of the moon, and still he was no closer to catching up to her in size. The other foals they'd met had all been bigger than him, even though some of them were far younger. His mother assured him he would one day be strong and so he did not doubt her.

With a smile he looked up from the ground and saw his mother had continued to move when he'd stopped. He darted after her then; his thin, gangly legs pulling him ahead at an awkward run. He giggled as he darted past her and looked back at her. He was about to dare her to try to catch him when she spoke. "Not now, Okta." she said in gentle rebuke. Okta frowned, she knew what he planned to do before he did sometimes. He never got away with anything! "Stop frowning or your face will stick that way." She chastised him playfully.

The little imp giggled with delight and stuck his tongue out at her. Oracle narrowed her eyes at her son and tried to fight her smile. "That could stick too, and you wouldn't want that, you need that to talk." she said with a grin; her eyes dancing.

[smear:4E10AE]"Nuh uh!"[/smear:DF004F:3] he shouted with determined glee; being sure to keep his tongue hanging out as he grinned. Oracle laughed and Okta joined her; his shimmering body bounced back and forth. His giggles faded and when he managed to clear the happy tears from his eyes he looked up at his mother. Instantly the smile faded from the child and his entire body trembled. His mother's multi-colored eyes were dark; her face looked drawn, tired, afraid. He hurried to her side and pressed his black and ocher face against her chest. [smear:4E10AE]"Momma?"[/smear:DF004F:3] he whispered fearfully.

His pale mother lowered her nape around his shoulders and her long tail snaked around his barrel then; her touch made him shiver more. It was warm and gentle as usual, but it also felt….wrong. "Our time draws to a close, my son." she whispered softly. Okta shivered even more violently and pressed harder against his mother. "Do you remember what I've told you?" she asked then as she stepped back from him and the third eye in the center of her forehead opened to look upon him.

He nodded at her question, though his entire body was shaking. She waited then and he took a deep breath after a moment. [smear:4E10AE]"Red Crow…."[/smear:DF004F:3] he whispered. [smear:4E10AE]"I'm to find Red Crow…."[/smear] his tiny voice shook with sadness and he closed his eyes as his head lowered. [smear:4E10AE]"Red Crow will help me, until I can find….Him."[/smear:DF004F:3] He felt the tears escaping and closed his eyes tighter. He didn't want to go, he didn't want to be away from his mother. He was scared and felt even smaller than usual. His entire body felt cold suddenly and he looked up at his mother, but she was gone…..

[smear:4E10AE]"MOMMA?!"[/smear:DF004F:3]