Crowns dip and bow before him, a gesture of respect as he strides to meet them, envelope himself in the air of innocence they give off. A nod of acknowledgment to their displays are given, but he is far more intrigued by the stubborn youth and the playful Seer. Such political dances were not a necessity, not among family. Even outside the herd lands, they were held to his bosom through love and loyalty, and though he appreciated their respect he wanted only to be a carefree friend to them for one day.

Laughter tinted his maw in effervescent aural colors, unseen but audible in the deep ring of his chuckles. The child's wings stretched, still young and growing, and to his side the young seer's smile was soft and saddened by a burden Kaj could not know, could not heal. They all seem to be broken in some manner, yet they reserve those secrets to the dark corners of their minds and hearts. Would there ever come a time where Kaj could lift their spirits far enough to make them forget whatever travesties they held in the shadows of their pasts? The young boy was not nearly of proper age to have such sorrow etched into the runes of his eyes, and even his seer was far too little and sweet for such apparent despair.

Nasreen follows their lead, until all pairs are spread and inviting to the spring winds that shuffle all feathers lovingly. From the beautiful mare's lips falls a humble declaration that removes her from the position of teaching, and Kaj tutted softly and turned his full attention upon her with a handsome smile. "Nonsense, my dear. The more teachers the better." He would not allow her to merely watch, for she was a flighted figure as well. And with a slighter build than he, she would likely have different tips for the lithe boy in their midst.

Turning, he quietly started to lead them towards the harder packed earth north of their position, humming softly to himself before turning and facing the two of his flock. "Flight is all about air currents, Ilios. You need to gain adequate speed, as a new flyer, to achieve the proper liftoff for the currents to grab you. This hill will be your aide, to thrust you higher into the air." A hard thump of his forehoof upon the earth, and he smiled.

"The lower you are, and the less of a lift the current gives you, the harder you will need to flap your wings. You won't be able to lift straight from the earth until after you've built muscles into your shoulders and wing bases." Here, Kaj took a deep breath, and thrust his wings hard. He battled the weight of his own form, the gravitational pull of the earth, and with each hard thrust the buffets of wind lifted him higher until he hovered before them. Dropping easily, a light sheen of sweat coated his neck but his eyes were glowing with happiness. "Now, jumping off even a mild incline shall be a little frightful. Fear not, you shall land on your hooves so long as you prepare yourself for the landing." Gesturing to his side, Kaj awaited anything Nasreen had to share or build upon, before stepping back and awaiting whatever Ilios chose to do next.