While she tends to your wound, you ask Blossomforth about all that crazy stuff she was doing. The two-legged running, the leaping, the flipping! And all while carrying you! It was incredible! How did she do that without wings?

She shrugs, “I don’t know. It felt natural. I mean, this body doesn’t. But, I guess it pays to be fit and flexible? I think I can actually run faster like this on two legs. All the pictures I saw showed… whatever we are now… standing up on two legs. I guess this is what they do.“

You can’t help but notice how easy it looks for her to use her hands. Maybe because she’s a pegasus.

You suddenly yawn. You didn’t realize you were so tired.

“I know, me too,“ Blossomforth answers with a yawn of her own. “But we at least have to get you dried off. Bloodstained cloths probably aren’t ideal. I found you something to change into. Hopefully it’ll fit. Can you walk?“