"See? No special talents here."
“Move things with my mind?” Icarus inquires in awe, pawing at the stone once again. That was a crazy idea, wasn’t it? An absolutely awesome idea, but totally not possible, right?? Corrdelia could do it, but she also has wings. Her being telekinetic wasn’t extremely shocking. He looks back up at her. She wore an encouraging smile. The stallion shrugs his shoulders, it was a worth a try.
He squints at the rock beside his hoof. Up! Nothing happens. He grits his teeth together. Move! Again, nothing. Roll? Nope. The stone stays put. Icarus chuckles to himself before raising his head once more. He meets Corrdelia's gaze. “See? No special talents here.”
“Hello.” A deep voice calls over to them softly. Icarus’ head snaps over towards the voice. More wings?? And they’re attached to the largest horse he’d ever seen. He straightened up, as if that helped make him any taller. This massive, black coated equine is a stallion as well. Icarus couldn’t take him in a fight, if that’s what this stranger intends. And Corrdelia could easily fly away. Would could he do? Nothing. He wields no magic nor wings; can’t even run away.
Icarus swallows thickly. He is being ridiculous. He forces himself to take a breath. “Why, hello,” he greets quietly, dipping his head a bit for just a moment. “I’m Icarus, and this,” the short stallion points his muzzle at the dapple grey mare beside him, “is Corrdelia.” The seal brown stallion offers a smile towards the newcomer. Hopefully, he’s just interested in a conversation and not going to threaten anyone. Icarus hates it, always having to be afraid due to his small size. He knows he’ll get used to it eventually, this is his first year of solo travel after all.
Thoughts.
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