[private] and its harder than you think

[Nashua]

(and it's harder than you think)
telling dreams from one another

Nashua still hangs a short distance away from the pair, close enough to interject if needed, but Bolder's father tries to allow him some privacy. It's something that the Hersir had remembered about Leilan - another shifter. His mentor had always preferred to be away from others when he changed and as Nash watches the two shapeshifters before him, he wonders if the same were true for them.

For Bolder, it didn't appear to be. The pegasus colt has the sense to look a little contrite when his silver eyes go looking for his father. (Though for the boy, it is more that he antagonized his siblings when he knows that he shouldn't than his growing shifting aility.) The glance doesn't last long, because Mazikeen is praising the liver chestnut for his growing control over his coat and he grins so broadly that parts of him start to glow from his light pink socks. He lowers his dark head towards one illuminated limb and then looks to the pastel-colored feline, focusing on studying Mazikeen for other clues and tricks to learn.

The pink on his legs continues to climb higher and higher, eventually fading away the yellow. Bolder doesn't realize that his distraction has left him as a single shade instead of two. But he's much more fascinated with what Maze is telling him. "There is a Kelpie here?" the pegasus colt blurts out, unable to contain his excitement. "Do they have lots of teeth?" Bolder asks, remembering an argument between himself and Bravely and Saffron. He had imagined that a Kelpie might have a jaw like a shark, rows upon rows of serrated teeth to drag some poor soul to some unfathomable depth.

His slate grey eyes dart towards the direction of the Lake.

The kelpie is part of the park, with others. One who could shift into a dog, another a wolf. His pink ears prick in the direction of his father and there is something nervous flickering across Bolder's moon-marked face. Mazikeen wears an easy smile though - as well as a new shape and pattern - one that the young pegasus admires by attempting to replicate and smooths out his troubled expression. It is nowhere near as good as the Alpha's but there is a swirling mixture of tan and black and white on him when Bolder flashes another triumphant grin at his teacher.

NASHUA

@Mazikeen someday bolder will have his own account