Alysanne

Knowing that Hemlock was just doing his job did not soothe any of her worries, though she appreciated that Voodoo wasn’t incredibly offended by the actions of the small owl (who grumbled in his spot under her wings when he was mentioned). Thank goodness! At least he wasn’t as pushy as some of the companions she had seen before, at least he didn’t really try to do some harm.

That smile on her face shone all the brighter as he accepted her proposition. “Perfect answer.” She could not even remember the last time she had a friendly race with someone - she imagined it would be so much easier without wings affecting her aerodynamics. It happened more than once where the wind would get caught in one and cause it to expand, slowing her down considerably as it acted as a parachute. But racing on four legs was just so much more satisfying than flying.

Perhaps because she was just so much more graceful on her hooves than she was on her wings.

Hemlock, in a huff, took off from her back and resolved to go hunting or to simply find a nice tree branch to sulk while the others were having fun. Perhaps he would join them, Alysanne rather hoped he would. She whickered softly to him, promising that she would return, but her legs needed to be stretched and what better way than down a beach with a beloved friend? The little owl would understand that eventually, once he realized Voodoo was no threat. He seemed to be getting more and more defensive, especially around males. Perhaps one day when they could speak to each other she would figure out just what was going on in that funny little brain of his.

After ensuring that she was not leaving her bonded in a state of distress she turned back to Voodoo - still feeling alight with the stars and the crisp scent of the ocean around them. It was perfect, everything was perfect. She reached out once more to touch him softly on the shoulder as she readied herself - green eyes focusing on him as she spoke excitedly. “Let’s go.” And then she leapt forward, dancing a couple trotting steps as she made sure that she was being accompanied. Once ensuring that he would come along, her wings flattened against her sides as tightly as they would go and her black and white legs picked up a fast gait with ease. A delighted whinny escaped her as they moved down the beach - everything about this night was turning out just wonderfully.


@[Voodoo]