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He chuckled softly and nodded, "You're right.... it does!" He had never seen it like that before, it was an interesting view of things. And just an other reason why so many views and personalities were needed, in the herd and in the protectors.... after all, if you always saw things the same way it was likely you would miss something, a fresh perspective was always.... interesting.

The winds started to pick up, causing the flakes to swirl and dance around them before continuing their journey to the ground. Part of Maion started to worry, if it got much stronger he was afraid his granddaughter would struggle to return to the ground, but at the same time he didn't want to steal her excitment and replace it with fear... it was for that reason that he slowed his movements and came up with a plan. "Have you ever heard of snow angels?" Since all of this was so new to her he was sure he could distract her with lots of fun an games. Snow angels, snowball fights.... and so much more.

The moment he saw Heze get pushed a little by the wind his mind was made up... it was time to go down to the snow and not just watch it float and dance around them, when she was stronger they could stay up here longer... and with the rate she was developing that wouldn't be long.

"Come little Heze," He said with a smile, flying closer to her so that his large body took the brunt of the weather for her, "Let us go make snow angels and learn to make snowballs... then you can share the skills with your sisters." He nipped her mane softly in affection and waited for her to move so he could follow.

Maion nodded softly, "It's all the magic of the clouds... different conditions up there will determine the weather, when you get older I will take you up and show you more, you will be able to predict the weather in no time." He grinned softly at her, she was smart, there was no denying that.

"Now...." He said, kicking his hoof up and flinging snow at her. "...See if you can catch me." He felt like a young colt again as he leaped and bound around from her, sending a soft spray of fluffy flakes up into the air around him and got away from her. Maion grinned, wondering if she would kill him if he tipped all the snow off a near by tree over her.

Maion paused, letting her catch up as he heard the distinctive sound of panting, snow was touch to run in, the surface meaning more work was needed in the legs. But that didn't mean he wasn't going to play properly with her, if anything her parents may thank him for wearing her out a little, use up some of that endless well of energy. He waited, in possition under a tree for her to approach, his wing was poised and read, the muscles tight and ready to snap open to knock at the tree with a moments notice. There wouldn't be a lot of snow dislodged since it hadn't been snowing for that long.

"I agree." He said for a moment, just as a michievious grin crossed his face and an unusual twinkle sparkled deep in his eyes. In the next breath his snapped his wings open, they struck the tree sending a sprinkle of white fluffy snow dancing and flying around them, landing on the first surface they reached before melting almost instantly due to their body heat.

Maion wrapped his wing around her little body as she snuggled into him, he even felt Elijah wiggle on his neck in greeting to her... Elijah had grown so much with being in the herd, she had started to trust again, of course anyone out side of the herd was still a 'no go' zone as far as she was concerned by Maion was happy that she wasn't quite so isolated any more. When she stepped back he had to admit that he missed her presences; "One day," he said looking at her shortish mane, "You may have these glorious locks...." He lowered his head so that they were at eye level, "But can I tell you a secret?" He smiled down at her, "It sure is a pain to keep looking good." Sometimes Maion wishes he could do something with his fantastic mane, but no matter what it always seemed to escape and flowed like the waves of the ocean.... fitting since that was his domain.

Maion simply smiled at her, bringing one of his lower wings forward, placing it under her chin and pulling her face up so she could look at her. She was a stunning mare, more favioured towards her father's line than his but there was still no denying her, she has her mothers wings mostly, the ocean coloured hair as well as the strips around her legs.... still, she was as deeply wedged into his heart as all his family members were. "Let's get you home." He finally said, his eyes suddenly sad that one day he wouldn't be around to see them all grow up, to see their children.... he caught himself and smiled once more and stepped away from him, "Your mother will shout at me if you catch a cold." He held the two wings up on his right side so she could nestle next to him if he wanted.

Snowballs! He should have known. "Of course I will." He said happily, "Perhaps we can talk some of the others to join us," He lowered his head so he could whisper, "Trust me when I say it's more fun the more people involved."

Almost as if he could read her mind he found himself asking, "Does she know yet?" He knew his daughter, knew that she would be upset deep down, not because she was disappointed but because she would worry, she had always been the same, even when her older broth Mal had join the protectors ranks. And she was stubborn, he had tried to teach her self defence more than once and each time she had refused, claiming that her life was to be all about healing and gentle care... in the end he had got her to learn a few moves but deep down he knew she was unikely to ever use them.

Pushing such thoughts away he focused on the here and now.