Sword of the Lost Gods ~fantasy rp~

[Miranda_]

Sleipnir looked a bit confused. He'd never heard of Pegasus.

[spirit_queen]

Tina noticed. "Pegasus was a winged horse form my own pantheon. You Norsemen weren't the only ones with an odd horse, no offense." Tina said. "But Pegasus was mortal,unlike you. This means that he and his descendants didn't depend on belief to live, but live and died like any animal."

The pegasus' ears perked and she lifted her head, revealing eyes that were far too human and intelligent for any ordinary horse, like Sleipnir's eyes.

"That's right, I know all about your ancestor. You're a sort of distant cousin of mine." Tina said, taking a step forward. The pegasus took a step back; she was clearly suspicious.

[Miranda_]

Sleipnir stepped forward, curiously. He sniffed at the strange horse's muzzle.

[spirit_queen]

She stood paralyzed, staring at Sleipnir's four extra legs.

Tina chuckled. "Sleipnir, she thinks you're the weird one."

[Miranda_]

Sleipnir snorted and averted his eyes.

[spirit_queen]

Tina laughed. "Well, face it; neither of you are normal horses." She said. "Will you tell her we can help her with her wing?"

[Miranda_]

Sleipnir did so. Due to the fact that they were both equines, they both spoke the same language.

[spirit_queen]

The pegasus asked him to give her proof she could trust them.

[Miranda_]

Sleipnir simply shrugged and replied, "If you don't, then you'll die." He was used to dealing in absolutes.

[spirit_queen]

"Fine." She replied. She sounded exhausted and hopeless.