I HAVE THREE EYES
Taiga in the summer was impossible. Difficult to live in under the mist, obscured by a dark web of evergreen leaves that prevented her from stretching her wings to fly. A pegasus felt suffocated down here. One thing Eyas could appreciate about possibly moving to Nerine was all the open space; miles of ragged coastline and cliffs for diving. She walked closer to a patch of open land in the redwood forest, out into the moonlight near a small pond of water, thinking about how nice it would be to fly anytime she wanted.
Eyas stretched her tri-colored wings and sighed, enjoying the cool night air before she popped her heels into a swift canter and ascended into a rushed, flapping take-off. Her heels skimmed the surface of the quiet water and left rippling wakes in their trail, tucking underneath her the higher Eyas flew. She was going due North, past Nerine altogether in search of a stallion who’d just won an important battle.
The two horses had never met, but Eyas glimpsed Jesper one evening and knew she needed to meet him. It was the way she dealt with her powers; they gave her moments of another horse’s life and she took them at face value.
She’s gotten a vision of Izora, now she was getting a vision of a black-and-bronze stallion who’d seen snow and fought a wolf. Couldn’t get much clearer than that.
She flew on, soaring through cold fronts and keeping her nose out past her knees, eyes narrowed. Eyas landed in the late morning, coasting down from the clouds and trailing ice in her tail and mane when her hooves skidded across the Isle’s tundra grass. Summer was in full bloom and the open plain was ruggedly beautiful. The slender mare curled her wings to her sides and rested, comfortably, until the arrival of another horse caught her attention.
TWO TO LOOK, AND ONE TO SEE
Eyas
@[Jesper]