So far, it had been a pretty good start to the day. That was, Wilibald hadn’t started the day and if there was a better way for him to spend his time – he didn’t want to hear it just yet. Winter was ending and soon this already lovely land was going to be bountiful in lush grasses and clovers and probably some new and wonderful things to snack on and oh, he could lie around dreaming about it all day. And he planned to!
That was, until he was called for.
Rolling over, which was no small feat, so that he was upright instead of on his side, Wilibald looked around with sleepy, hazy eyes and there was a brief moment where he wondered whether he had just imagined the familiar voice calling for him. But no, better to make sure – at least it was Midas and not one of those angry mares he had met.
It took a couple minutes to get up, as usual, but before too long he was blundering over towards the tall bird-horse with an amiable smile. “Greetings, Midas! I hope you are doing well.” Those wings were still a little unnerving but Wilibald was willing to pretend that they weren’t there because of the favourable view he had of the black and white stallion. It had only improved, really, once he got a good look at just how… natural Midas was compared to some of the others. “You’ve got quite the family here.” That seemed to be the most polite way of phrasing it. He felt better about this place once he had some time to himself, time to get acquainted with the water and the vegetation. Still, every time someone walked by that was more colourful than any flower he had ever seen – a little bit of indigestion made his days a whole lot more complicated. The horses in this land must not have any other predators, aside from themselves – as Midas had pointed out when he first arrived - so they did not need camouflage the way every other species did.
Although he may not particularly like the way his heart jostled at the sight of these colours, the idea that there weren’t any natural predators was a rather wonderful one. As a small, rotund pony – you can see why it would be attractive.
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[P] Heart song (Wilibald and Cashmere)
