Wildmoor

The stallion cantered through the dying grasses, holding his head high and letting his mane and tail billowing in the autumn winds. Wildmoor stopped and looked to make sure his mate and foal were close at hoof. And always, his senses scourged the surroundings for dangerous things.

Dreamcatcher and Majestic Rose

The mare and foal walked up behind Wildmoor.

Dreamcatcher smiled and she too looked and smelled for danger, but seeing her mate do the same she looked round to see what Rose was doing.

Majestic Rose was exactly like any foal. She was playing with a flower. She danced around it, sniffing it, running away, then slowly venturing back towards it to start the process again.

The mare chuckled. Rose I dont think the flower wants to play!

The filly simply said, Sure it does momma! See its moving! In actual fact it was being blown by a small gust of wind, but that didn't put of the flicka, she continued to paw at the roots of the flower. She sneezed as she inhaled some pollen and began to cough.

Dreamcatcher grinned and laughed. Her attention was turned to Wildmoor before back to her lively, and oh, so crazy daughter!

Wildmoor

He laughed as well, "Maybe it's dancing for you, Rose. Why don't you dance for it?" He suggested playfully, very glad to see their daughter having fun.

The stallion gazed at the dying foliage around him and spotted a special plant nearby. Stepping closer, he nudged a small, withering clump of green. It was an herb that was tinged in spotches of creamy-white in its leaves. "Rose, come see this. This is a special plant called mint. My mother called it Veirigga. Crush it with your hoof and see what you can smell." Wildmoor suggested with a grin. This was a Pineapple Mint, and it smelled strongly of tangy pineapple when it was crushed. "It tastes just as it smells. And when you feel ill, eatting this plant can help to make you feel better."

Majestic Rose and Dreamcatcher

The filly looked up and grinned at her father as he suggested she danced. She was just about to when he told her to come and looka t something. Being the curious little flicka she was, Rose instantly ran over to her daddy and sniffed at the plant.
It doesn't smell of anything.

Dreamcather chuckled and smiled.
Crush it with your hoof Rose, Then smell it!
She walked over to her daughter and her love, she nuzzled him gently, then watched their daughter.

Rose looked up and nodded. Gazing back down at the plant she lifted her hoof and brought it down on the herb. A fruity aroma filled the atmosphere and Rose, once again, inhaled too deeply and had a voilent coughing ahnd sneezing fit. When the wave of spluttering ahd subsided the flicka smelled the plant again and immediately shouted.
OHHH! That smells nice!
She turned to her father. What is that smell?!

Wildmoor

He laughed a bit, "Well, it's a smell all of its own." Wildmoor explained, for he had never smelled a pineapple before, and didn't know that such a friut even existed. "It reminds me of fruits though. When you're a little older, we could all sneak over to the Ranch and steal some of their apples and pears. Now those smell and taste quite good."

Dreamcatcher and Majestic Rose

YEAH! Yelled Rose and she nuzzled her father. Thanks daddy!

Suddenly Dreamcatcher stamped her hoof and trotted over, tossing her head.
Wildmoor, I smell something strange, Its a lone filly i think.
The thought of the poor thing alone made her heart sink and she trotted towards the small creature.