"This is how you make friends, right?"
Icarus gazes up at the moon. Traveling at night is so peaceful. It’s quiet. All of the nocturnal creatures going about their night in silence. So, he followed suit, exploring the mountains under the dim gleam of the moonlight. Eventually, he will have to hunker down for some rest before continuing his journey. The small stallion smiles as he walks over the rocks. Thankfully, they’re not boulders. His short legs would never be able to climb them. Honestly, the rocks help get him through the snow easier. His legs are damp and chilly, but he doesn't mind it. The sights and adventures were well worth it.
Traveling alone, at night nonetheless, feels so rebellious. His mother never let him go anywhere the moment the sun fell. Hell, he couldn’t ever be by himself. It was all for a very valid reason. She was horrified that one day his father would reappear and end his life as he’d swore he would on the day Icarus was born. It’s been years and no such thing has ever taken place. For that, he is grateful. His mother found a herd and a place to call home. Icarus got to set out on his own.
He would never believe that he could ever defend himself. That didn’t mean he wouldn’t fight for his life. He would, to his last breath. At the same time, he knew he couldn’t let his entire life slip away because of fear. He has dreams and desires. Things he wishes to see. Places he wants to go. Friends he dearly wants to make; despite his nervous tendencies.
Bringing his gaze back down to the path ahead, he notices a pale coated horse. Massive feathered wings tucked at her sides. Her mane and tail messy, wild, and extremely long. They drag over the ground as she moves along. She’s larger than Corrdelia, but smaller than Sol. Only having recently learned that pegasi are real and not merely creatures in foal fables, he is caught off guard for a moment. She appears to be looking for something. Hmm, did she lose something? Maybe I could help find it? He heads towards her.
“Good evening,” Icarus greets softly. “Did you lose something? I could help look for it.” He smiles anxiously at her. This is how you make friends, right? How you start a conversation? He sure hopes he’s doing this all right.
Thoughts.
@Sunako <3
