Horizongold watched Brightwing as the bay former overstallion hesitated over his answer. The younger stallion waited patiently.

Dusksplash was bored but energetic. His mother had already closed her eyes for the night, but he slipped out from under her wing and trotted off, looking for anyone awake to play with. His big cousin with gold wings was talking with an adult bay stallion, but Dusksplash didn’t think their conversation would be much fun. So he approached the oldest of the three yearlings that were always together, who was for some reason looking up at the darkening sky. Dusksplash grinned and said happily, albeit in a slightly hushed voice, “Watcha doing?”

(Why do you put emojis at the end of the titles now?)