larger than the moon, my love for you || ilma

[Ilma]

And if I fell, would you be there to catch me?

Ilma

Ilma chuckles with her new golden-white friend. His laugh is pleasantly deep, and his touch is reassuring, that there is nothing to feel awkward over. Her own laugh melts into a warm smile when he pulls himself back, to assay the land before them and then leads the way. The mountainous kingdom, Ilma always thinks, is one of the best places to experience something close enough to flight, like she explains when they walk.

He's aiming for the mountains indeed, perhaps because of a similar thought. But when she finished her speech, he's more sort of, giving a longing sigh. She doesn't envy him for not having wings; he has a twin sister who does have them, and perhaps that makes him longing for something he can never experience without harm. She almost starts to feel annoyed at herself for describing it so wonderfully; but then, flight does give a freedom that is not described in any other way, and she realizes perhaps he keeps asking anyone with wings, just to hear the answers. After all, she's not the first winged horse he has ever spoken to - for him it is also a family trait.

When she - almost on accident - describes the confinement of pregnancy she experienced last winter, he seems a little surprised. She laughs at the face he makes - had he thought her a virgin? Or perhaps his own escapades haven't yet led to a baby before, but then, he should know what could happen - and nods her head. "I'm trying not to give her the impression that I'm waiting for her whenever she runs off." she grins. "And I bet she's seen more of Hyaline than I - she keeps doing that, I mean." she tells him. "It's almost impossible not to run into her at some point. Hasn't she told you she is mine? Her name is Tähti. She's going to be exchanged for a Nerinian foal after weaning." Ilma muses. "But then I guess she's too busy to even introduce herself properly half of the time." she grins. Sure, Ilma likes a joke or a laugh, but she's not as impulsive as her daughter. Or Svedka himself, perhaps.

don't let the fear of flying stop you from falling

@[Svedka]
sorry for any multiple tags, needed to edit a bit