Mesec wanted to believe Cera, wanted to believe that he could fit in here, that the Throat would be the place for him, with all his heart. Could it be that somewhere, in this light and summer atmosphere, there was a place for a shadow of the moon? Maybe this herd could be his home and his family, not just the herd his friends lived in where he was sticking around temporarily. And if Cera’s sister could survive here with a dark coat, then chances were that he could find a way to as well. “If you could ask her, that would be wonderful. Any tips would be greatly appreciated.” In Tallsun it had been for most of the day when the heat became close to unbearable - but when night came, Mesec started to feel at home. He had never seen a sky so big as the one in the Throat, never been able to turn around and see so many stars all at once.
He eagerly picked up his steps and followed a cheerful Cera to where his companion waited with the designs etched in the clay soil.
The passion at which Cera spoke about his work amazed Mesec, and if he did not think it so wonderful then he might have been jealous. Ampere spoke like that, about companions and about the WHATCH. He loved watching her whenever she spoke about her passions, it never failed to stir something within him as well - and he experienced (almost) the same sensation with Cera now. How could anyone not feel inspired when they were in the company of someone speaking about a true passion of theirs? Mesec’s curiosity about crafting was being fueled the more that he stood here, listening to Cera and - in some parts - forgetting to listen because he was just watching the golden stallion speak.
One day, he hoped, he mind find something that inspired him so much! Gods granted, it would be something here in the Throat so that he could give back to the herd that had taken him in. Cera was right, everything that he just described would help the entire herd, it was easy to see especially after they had just finished one of the hottest Tallsuns he could remember. “That is all so fascinating, Cera! What an incredible system you’ve thought up. Truly.” It would definitely be beneficial for the Throat to have accessible water, especially if the oasis became overused or started to dry up. Stranger things, they both knew, had happened in Helovia.
Mesec lowered his head to get a better look at the designs but did not get any closer out of fear of stepping on them. “How will you get the water to pump around in the loop?” The question was cautious - he knew that Cera had said that he had not yet figured out all the flaws in the plan so maybe such a question was out of place.
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