Cautiously stepping forward inch by inch the brindled colt slowly gathered his courage to stand before the new person. His brother was no help with any of this considering he was pressed up behind him following his every move. Chicken, he mumbled inaudibly glancing back to Levex. He was the older brother why couldn't he take the lead for once. Mother's voice could be heard from behind them as she talked to the strange looking mare before them about things he did not understand. Father? The term seemed familiar but he couldn't place what it meant, they had only ever known their mother.

Stopping in front of the stranger he couldn't help but to stare up at the massive things sticking from her back, he thought that the correct word for them was wings or something. There were soft feathers growing all over them but there were so many of them. Flicking his ears back with unease as the objects were moved towards him he felt Levex take a hesitant step backwards. Turning his head to stare at the tiny version wings upon his back he looked back in comparison. Nope there was no way his were that big, what were they for anyway? Mother did not have them but this strange mare seemed to..why?

Watching with curiosity as the mare moved the giant wings up and down creating a breeze all around them, he tried to figure out how she was doing that. Her gaze then turns from mother to both of us as she nods and says some words. Try that? How?

It felt awkward trying to move his wings around but when there was air blowing around it was even weirder. Concentrating he managed to slowly unfold his right wing and then the left one so they hung down along his side. They did not touch the ground like the mare's likely would, were the supposed to? Looking over to mother a little uncertain if he was doing the right thing he saw her smile and give a small nod. A smirk touched his lips as he turned to see Levex trying to do the same thing as he had just done.

Now the mare had managed to lift her wings up and then let them fall again. With some effort he managed to lift his wings up just over half way before they would not stay up anymore and he let them fall back to his sides. What was the purpose of this? The strange mare had created wind when she had done this, he didn't feel much of anything when he tried. Again he put an effort into trying again to much the same result. What was wrong with these things? Gazing over to Levex he watched his attempts to much the same effect, only he managed to get his wings up much higher. No fair! Why could he get them higher? Turning his blue eyes back to the mare he watched to see what she would do next.

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