As ravenously as he has tackled life, his years are still far too short for him to have seen more than a tiny fraction of what this world has to offer. To an older and far wiser equine, it may seem obvious that the creatures had come to build a perfect haven for themselves. But for Reave, young and inexperienced as he is, he struggles to imagine why any creature would feel the need to leave their own world for another - except perhaps for curiosity’s sake. But then, as a young boy had never known want, never risked starvation or lack of resources, the world still seems boundless and full, always providing what one needs.
It’s difficult to imagine a world where that isn’t the case when one has never known or seen it. But as with all things, naivete must eventually die. And with the sun trapped behind the moon and food withering under too-cold air and lack of light, he would by necessity lose his sooner rather than later.
For now however, he is content, engrossed in conversation on the theoretical in a world growing rapidly more real by the day.
His pride inflates almost immediately at her accession to the truth of his observation. Though he had been watching them a great deal (from a distance, of course. He is nosy, not a fool), he can claim no true insight into the reasons for the behavior. And for Reave, that is perhaps the most frustrating thing at all. He can watch the world and all the vagaries within, but what he truly wishes is to understand it. With the horses he encounters, it’s simple enough when the emotions and memories cling to them like flotsam. But for things like the monsters crawling about? Well, if they have emotions or memories or even thoughts, they are certainly nothing like he’s ever seen before.
So, unsurprisingly, her supposition catches at that deep-rooted desire to understand. “I suppose,” he replies slowly, gaze flickering towards the deeper woods as a thoughtful expression suffuses his features. “It’s a bit like the great cats that sleep all day and only stir themselves to hunt.”
Then, with a pleased expression and a brief laugh, he turns back to her to exclaim, “Maybe they’re not so strange after all!”
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