[private] Wishbone.

[Trekori]

Trekori

i'm freezing, it's not winter yet
but my fingers and toes
are shivering beneath these sheets
and i feel so alone
i don't want to die, i want to sleep

The colt is standing there uselessly, being an absolute party pooper, when the filly's brain lightbulb suddenly lights up. He can practically see it, just like she can see his own light shining above his head. Even despite his usual disposition regarding such exciting thoughts as hers, Trekori can't help but be a little excited. He's just a kid! Give him a break.

"Okay, I'm coming!"

She runs quickly, and there's no time for hesitation if he wishes to trail her. Snorting, Trekori squeezes his wings to his sides and hurries along behind, knocking his hooves on rocks occasionally, but keeping up for the most part. Eventually, the underbrush disappears behind them, and before them, the ocean.

The shore alone is enough to momentarily take his breath away; the sparkling water, the roll of the waves, the way the gulls cry over head. The little golden boy has never seen the ocean, never mind a lake. And in the gleam of the moonlight, with the stars twinkling merrily, well; perhaps in this moment alone, he is truly rendered an awe-filled, naive little child.

It as she walks away from him (hooves scrunching in the cool night sand) that Trekori notices something else, the real reason their here. Skittering anxiously to be at his companion's side, the little pegacorn bumps into the filly when she stops at the cluster of rocks. The touch is not unpleasant, and as he looks on, he finds himself leaning further into her, his guard down, drawn to the energy that she radiates.

"Oh my goodness," he breathes. "They're sleeping like that!" He flashes his purple eyes to her, mouth hanging slightly agape, his feathered wing tickling her side. "What are they?"

This started out shitty but ended pretty cute so enjoy.