Predators and Prey

Featuring Earnan
Spring, Year 766 of the New Age
Glenwood, Glenmore

The young lord colt trotted along at a steady pace, he'd begun becoming more and more independent, much to his mother's dismay.  He was the baby, in a family that didn't have much luck keep their children in line.  Both his older sisters, princesses, had disobeyed his parents, disobeyed their herd and run off the stags, who weren't fitting of their position.  His parents didn't talk about them much, but that didn't stop others in the herd.  He'd heard things but much didn't care, as long as he could do what he'd liked, what was fun, he didn't care for gossip. 

As was per usual, the albino spiked creature, which his father had told him was a hedgehog, followed close behind.  For as long as he could remember the small creature stayed at his heels.  He'd never paid much attention to it, it was now like a small ghost, shadowing his every move.  He'd not noticed until suddenly it was gone.  He looked back, realizing the little piter patter of crackling leaves under small feet had stopped.  He turned, looking behind, finally seeing a small familiar ball of pale.  Approaching the ball curiously and slowly, his head cocked to the side in confusion. 

He tapped the ball gently with his small hoof.  The hog's tiny nose wiggled as he looked out before quickly tucking his nose back into the ball.  He wonder what could possibly cause this.   It wasn't cold, nor hot.  The wind blew softly but he'd seen the hedgehog bear much stronger winds, and even storms before.  He looked around, not wanting to leave his companion, when he'd finally seen it.  A large bird of prey, his mother had named it as a owl...  The bird flapped to the air and the hedgehog twisted closer and tighter on itself. 

Earnan waited for several minutes after the owl had gone.  Then as if nothing had happened, the pale ball popped open and the creature was ready again at his heels.  Such a strange creature he'd thought to himself before continuing on his way.