11-08-2019, 04:02 AM
Aodhán
little fire
All that is gold does not glitter; not all who wander are lost
The large cat blinks fake innocence at the colt, a smile on his face as the boy looks him over with astonishment and a lingering hint of feeling that it is unfair. He purrs a little, then stands, stretches.
”I pick the form that suits me in the moment,” he answers. ”I’ve studied which ones were faster or stronger than any other horse.” The white and gold cat yawns and snaps his teeth as if that’s all the most normal thing to do in life.
It isn’t fair, he must admit. Or maybe it is, seeing that Beqanna’s magic is as fickle as the fairies wielding it. ”Some horses you meet will have other magic than you, some none at all. One isn’t better than another, although there are lots of horses claiming that it is so. But in the end, we can all live the way we are supposed to, if you let them.” He shakes his head. ”Your mom tells me you have some of it, too.” But she didn’t seem able to tell exactly what. Perhaps now was a good time to find out.
”I pick the form that suits me in the moment,” he answers. ”I’ve studied which ones were faster or stronger than any other horse.” The white and gold cat yawns and snaps his teeth as if that’s all the most normal thing to do in life.
It isn’t fair, he must admit. Or maybe it is, seeing that Beqanna’s magic is as fickle as the fairies wielding it. ”Some horses you meet will have other magic than you, some none at all. One isn’t better than another, although there are lots of horses claiming that it is so. But in the end, we can all live the way we are supposed to, if you let them.” He shakes his head. ”Your mom tells me you have some of it, too.” But she didn’t seem able to tell exactly what. Perhaps now was a good time to find out.
@[Aeolus]