02-27-2022, 08:42 PM
Starros never really understood the no flying at night rule their dad had insisted on. He didn’t ask for clarification either - but every day brought a new, wilder idea for what the reason could be. Were there large predators in Tephra that flew around at night, waiting for unsuspecting youths? Did wings simply not work as well? Was their family allergic to flying at night?
The light that shone from Starros’ wings did disappear when the sun went down, which gave a little bit of credibility to Tarian’s rule. Enough that it had not yet occurred to the young stallion to ever even try to unfurl his wings at night and take off. He trusted his parents.
And there are many things on the ground to hold his attention anyway.
Though his ability to bend and utilize light doesn’t work well after dark, he’s discovered recently that he can form a shield of moonlight if he really concentrates. Moonlight is hard for him to weave illusions with except for this very particular thing, and he doesn’t understand it at all but it is something for him to focus on at night when he was not tired.
The sound of movement nearby causes the light to extinguish and he remains quiet so he can listen - and then huffs when he hears his sister’s voice and then watches a creation crawl towards him across the leafy litter.
“It’s not fair that you can still make things at night.” Starros says instead of a proper greeting - seeing little point in saying hi to someone he sees all the time.
The light that shone from Starros’ wings did disappear when the sun went down, which gave a little bit of credibility to Tarian’s rule. Enough that it had not yet occurred to the young stallion to ever even try to unfurl his wings at night and take off. He trusted his parents.
And there are many things on the ground to hold his attention anyway.
Though his ability to bend and utilize light doesn’t work well after dark, he’s discovered recently that he can form a shield of moonlight if he really concentrates. Moonlight is hard for him to weave illusions with except for this very particular thing, and he doesn’t understand it at all but it is something for him to focus on at night when he was not tired.
The sound of movement nearby causes the light to extinguish and he remains quiet so he can listen - and then huffs when he hears his sister’s voice and then watches a creation crawl towards him across the leafy litter.
“It’s not fair that you can still make things at night.” Starros says instead of a proper greeting - seeing little point in saying hi to someone he sees all the time.
@Areane