Finally, he'd gotten his mother convinced that he wasn't a complete shut in.. The fact that he'd showed some progress in making a couple of friends had been enough to ease her mind. Now having his tinkering tools back, he was busily working on something yet again.. something this time he'd been trying to improve. He'd made an attachment for his sisters to glide with.. but he wanted to make it better for them..
Stepping back, he looked at the hide covered contraption and mumbled a few equations to himself as he walked around it. Something just wasn't adding up.. sure it had worked for his sisters when thy were foals but now that they were grown.. it didn't work as well.. hill top glides just.. weren't able to be done. maybe it was the size of his sisters or the way he made it.. but he knew now that he needed to fix it. Turning his head, he looked over the pile of materials he'd gathered to make the adjustments to his old invention and sighed. What was he missing? His forelock flopped in his eyes causing him to shake his head to get his eyes free before he finally had an idea. The feathers he'd found looked like they might help. After all.. Ali had feathers in her wings... and she flew.. so maybe this was what the contraption needed?
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