03-26-2020, 04:27 PM
He’d not meant to cause the boy concern by pointing out the distant clouds, yet it seems he’s managed to do so. It’s just a bit of rain, he thinks. Surely someone who looks so much like a fish wouldn’t be frightened by a bit of water falling from the sky? Blue is not the type to press other for information, so when the light-colored colt mentions a quickly approaching rest, Gale nods amenably. It wasn’t enough to pull things back quite to a comfortable place though, as the boy shifts beneath Gale’s curious appraisal. His mother is of the sea and his father of the sky, the boy explains, and the brindle pegasus nods as though this explains everything. Does he have siblings, the stallion wonders, are they more of the sky? Best not to pry, he reminds himself when he thinks of the boy’s seemingly cautious nature.
Well, best not to pry about some things.
“Do you swim beneath the waves?” Gale asks curiously, wondering how far the resemblance to the toothed whales goes. He would like to know what the world looks like down there and is hopeful the boy will answer in the affirmative. If and when he does, Gale has another question to ask of him, as taking the sight of another without permission is surely rude. “Would you let me see what it looks like from your point of view?”
The brindle stallion’s only experience with the water is splashing in the shallows and occasional swims along the shore. He needs the air to breathe, and the few times he’d taken in a breath with too much water had been burning, painful experiences. It burnt his eyes as well, the saltwater did, though the freshwater springs where the island residents get their water is far less abrasive.
@[Cormorant]
Well, best not to pry about some things.
“Do you swim beneath the waves?” Gale asks curiously, wondering how far the resemblance to the toothed whales goes. He would like to know what the world looks like down there and is hopeful the boy will answer in the affirmative. If and when he does, Gale has another question to ask of him, as taking the sight of another without permission is surely rude. “Would you let me see what it looks like from your point of view?”
The brindle stallion’s only experience with the water is splashing in the shallows and occasional swims along the shore. He needs the air to breathe, and the few times he’d taken in a breath with too much water had been burning, painful experiences. It burnt his eyes as well, the saltwater did, though the freshwater springs where the island residents get their water is far less abrasive.
@[Cormorant]