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"Sisters.. I wouldn't put it past them.. Especially Haven.. Meyra, not so much.. even if she does have a spear she can jab them with.. but haven.. she's crafty.. our lady knight as she dubbed herself as a filly." He chuckled lightly.

"I'm sure you're right.. And.. I think that's more or less why my mother threatened to take away my supplies.. I think in her own way she worries I'll miss out on the many wonders life has to offer while I'm creating my own wonders." He nodded as he spoke. She was very right.. Such a mare when he found her would be very precious and special to him.. and tinkering could if he lost as many hours of the day as he was known to do so could just slip by him without him ever knowing what potential there could have been. "I never asked.. did you want to see some of the things I've made some day?" He looked over his shoulder. "It's a bit of a walk.. likely better for another time when we haven't passed half the night talking.. but if you should like.. I'd be willing to take you to show you some of the things I've created."

"Haven? She's quite adventurous indeed.. she and that lizard she use to chase as a foal.. darn thing sits in her mane like some sort of adornment most the time.. she and Meyra's wish to see what flight would be like is a big reason as to why I got so far into tinkering as I did.." He smiled remembering the looks on their faces when they'd teasingly said that maybe he should make them some wings since he was always trying to fix things and he actually took on the task.

"I managed to finish making a set of hill gliders for my sisters.. but.. they were already too big to use them really Now.. I want to make them more for the use of the flightless adults.. I want to let them step into a harness and have wings and feel the wind on their faces when they jump from some place very high.. So.. I've started on a new model... All be it.. it's tricky... but.. all work comes from determination and I'm determined to make something that'll let wingless soquili get a better understanding of what you flighted ones feel while in the air.. that is until they eventually glide to the ground below.. it's not the same.. but.. it'll provide for a better understanding.. I think."

He nodded as she spoke. "But I must say.. even when I do finish this project.. it'll likely be dangerous for the first prototype.. After all.. I'll be the one trying it out to make sure it's sturdy.. Off some hills fist likely to make sure it'll hold my weight.. I'm not small for a stallion.. but then.. I'm no draft either.. so.. height alone won't be my only factor.."

He could see it now.. the skies above filled with flightless soquili enjoying the skies on his contraptions... It was a dream he'd had ever since he was a foal and heard his sisters first wish to fly. "I'm glad you said you'd come and see my work.. So many seem to more or less think they're humoring a mad hermit when they say they'd be interested.. but you.. you genuinely mean it.. right?"

He nodded set in the idea. "It would be careless of me to have some one else try in my place.. And damned if I'll let some innocent injure them self while testing out my equipment. It's got to be me.." He was dead set in this plan. If all worked then he wouldn't need to worry would he? If it didn't then the worst he could fear was a few bumps, bruises and even a few scrapes. "I would be dumb to try and jump off a cliff on the first test.. so a hill is the best idea." He gave her a reassuring smile to ease the worried look she gave.

"I'm glad.. It warms me to know you truly are interested." He smiled looking to the sky. He'd come out this night just to see them.. and he'd found a connection to his past and a young friendship given a second chance. That was the best part of this night in his opinion.. a chance to have a friend that knew him from his youth.

He thought about what it might be like to have a spectator with wings watching the first trial for such a big project. She could give him insight from the ground... another point of view incase he missed something from the first run of it. This sounded better to him than going it alone. He'd never thought about taking on an assistant for any of his projects.. say for the few times his mother allowed her rabbit familiar to aid him in things.

"I'd like for you to be there when I do test it, thank you. Your presence would be most welcome." He gave her a warm smile once more, nodding his head and twisting it so that his forelock wouldn't slouch in his eyes. It was a nice feeling to have a familiar face from his youth, one not his sisters or any other of his family. He'd met a few foals when he was young and scouting about.. but then.. where were those soquili to this day? She was so far the first foal he'd met that he'd run back into.

"Really, I truly mean what I said. I would be honored to have you there for the... unveiling as it could be called." He gave a slight chuckle. "Besides.. with your eyes on the ground.. you could possibly help me get more than just the one view of things. It's always good to have fresh eyes on it when you're trying something new." He smiled to her once more. The night was progressing deeper into lateness. The night songs from the creatures usually active so late rang through the clearing. "Zaniah, The hour grows late.. Would you like to meet me here in the morning? We could do the trip to my work space tomorrow then.. If you like that it. IF so.. I'll have to bid you a fond good night and catch some rest before daylight."

"I'm sure you will do fine in helping me.." He nodded as he said it. He meant it. He believed she would do as she said and try her best to help him.

"I'm glad. And I understand if it's early for you.. I could perhaps come in the afternoon? It'd allow you some more sleep I think." He stifled a slight yawn. "forgive me my own yawn. While my grandmother use to roam at all hours day and night.. I fear I take more after my father and stay up mostly during the day.. or I should say.. the afternoon.." He gave a small chuckle.. he'd been one of those up in the noon and part of the night sorts since he'd become an adult.. but it didn't mean he didn't some times like to greet the morning and roam among the dew kissed grass for breakfast.