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R E I N He smiled lazily at his mother's nudge, resting his tiny head upon her own. His deep, indigo colored eyes were only half open as he listened to the golden, blinking slowly at her through his sleepy, dulled senses. His eyes widened when she spoke of more pegasi, his twinge of jealousy reigniting. Many others had wings? Many?! He didn't know how much a many was, but he concluded that it was a lot. The colt's jealousy was soon quelled, though, when his mother said us. His smile widened, his mind coming up with dozens of excuses as to why one would prefer horns over wings. He decided horns were prettier and he was stronger and the inherent belonging in the Basin made their preference unquestionable to him. He didn't need to know why they would rather have horns here than wings because he would rather have it that way, too. (But the idea of wings still sounded kind of awesome...could he have both? Was the possible? Nah, of course not.) His mother had more to say on this topic of race, more to teach the little colt. His tiny jaw dropped at the notion of lacking both wings and a horn, making the boy sit up abruptly. "No way," He murmured in astonishment, followed by a yawn. His tired mind was fumbling, fading, in disbelief at this new information. "If dey don't have wings or a horn den how are—" yawn, "how are dey special?" He questioned, his meek voice dripping with the drowsiness that captivated his little head. @ Rexanna son of a thief and a priest |
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