There was nothing that could have prepared him for what was to come once the doe disappeared. Soon after the silence had spread following the crashing of the tree the colt found himself turning towards the sound of pounding hoofbeats. He watches in both shock and awe as the creature makes its way towards him. ’A tree?,’ he wonders. For a moment his mind can’t process what he’s seeing.
It’s only when the other is strides away that his wings begin to flutter. The creature yells at him and the young colts heart jumps in his chest as he lifts off the ground. Though instead of fluttering away he heads directly for autumn entity. Within seconds the golden spotted butterfly closes the distance between them.
It doesn’t take long for him to spot the other’s differences. His legs dangle in the air as he hangs over the other, eyes wide with both shock and curiosity. He studies the way the others body is covered in leaves and how the twigs grow from his mane.
”You’re pretty angry for a tree,” Picard says. His wings flutter a bit faster and his heart pounds deep within his chest as he hovers just out of the others reach. ”What did I do to you?”