Ponies and Pegai-9

“This is amazing!” I nudged Sapling. She was a Unicorn. Feather and Soar were both Pegai, nipping at each others wings. “This means the other side gets more newbies too.” The general grumbled. I could just imagine 10 more hippocampus and qilin joining the army. I noticed a few more unicorns and another Pegai. This will be the last batch for a while I observed. Was I even a pony still? I felt large enough to swallow the clouds! Soar was still lying down, obviously confused. Sapling and Feather trotted outside, arguing and inspecting the pale, perfect landscape. I turned back to Soar and nudged him up. He nickered and joined up with me to see the background. Trees dotted along cliff sides and lakes filled the valleys. Soar gasped. I nickered cheekily and turned. Galah inspected us. I realised it looked awkward and moved away from Soar. “Follow me!” I challenged. My wings spread, and lifted me up into the air. I checked behind me, and Soar was struggling to lift off. I turned and pushed his stiff legs off the cliff. He yelped helplessly. I just sat and waited. Then a blur of horse was jetting up, spiralling. As he was about to land, the speed and wing shape determined that it was going to be a crash. I looked worriedly at Sapling, and cantered over to her. I was about to shove her away, but I was obviously too late. Soar was soaring toward us with barely any control or knowledge of what was about to happen. The General was glaring at the smash, disgusted. Sapling, Soar and I were a heap of laughter. The general singled Soar out and led him behind the camp. I trotted over and eavesdropped for a few seconds. “Practice actually being a pegai, not a bat!” Soar bowed his head. “Sorry, sir.” I couldn’t stand any more! So I trotted up in front of the general. He snorted. “He shouldn’t be criticised just for testing out his skills!” I challenged. “What if he hadn’t hit you, but an injured unicorn or Pegai! Now off you go or else I will make you leave.” I obeyed, disapprovingly. Soar caught up. He apologised. “It wasn’t your fault.” I grumbled, almost halfheartedly. As we reached camp again, my stomach rumbled. I trotted to the nearest field, filled with thick, juicy, long grass that called for me. I grazed for half an hour, not noticing Sapling and Soar join me. Spring had arrived! Something annoyed me. It was biting at me. I returned to watch the view on the cliff, a tornado of thoughts. Aqua! I trotted over to the border, watching the qilin and hippocampus frollick around their field. Dark bay, dark bay anywhere? I saw a new palomino hippocamp and a bay qilin. A black qilin and a.. Dark bay qilin! Aqua looked lonely. He looked at me from the valley and a voice popped up in my mind, ‘meet at midnight here.’ Was that Aqua? After an evening of grazing and chatting, I returned to the valley cautiously. The only horse there was a dark bay qilin. “Hey!” I heard Aqua from a while away. I nudged him, until I saw a deep gash from a unicorn horn on his side. I asked who, and he replied a white unicorn. Lady? Surely not. Then he said that the unicorn cantered to aid another pegai fighting a hippocamp. We got carried away, by saying who everyone was, we were unaware of the secrets we shared. After the night was over, we returned to camp. The general looked furious as ever, this time calling “WAR!”