006 - The Name of Life

[fistfullofmagic]

Who: Dhaos and you!
Where: the park
When: Wednesday afternoon to evening
Style: starting with [ ], can switch to prose
Status: open


[If anyone were to wander the park today, they might glimpse a rather unusual sight.

Many worlds tell tale of the creature known as the unicorn. They tell of its majesty and purity; a being that is the symbol of innocence. It seems that the cures has deigned to transform a certain individual into one...from the waist down. Yessir, Dhaos' torso seems to be growing out of the neck of a white horse. The only tip-offs to his status as a unicorn are the rather lion-like tail, cloven hooves, and the fairly small (but quite pointy, as the shirt he had ruined in a failed attempt to put some sort of clothing on would attest) horn sprouting from his forehead.

He appears to be playing with some assorted wildlife at the moment. Bother him?]

Comments

[blessedbyfarore]

[The Loftwing, almost unconsciously, also tilts his head.] Maybe... I've never heard of a pegasai. Wouldn't it get confused with eight legs?

[fistfullofmagic]

Perhaps a little when they are very young, but such is the case with all creatures learning to use their limbs. Even losing or gaining limbs requires learning how to use them.

[Which is why he's very glad the coral seemed to have provided him with the knowledge of how to walk properly like this, because he's large enough in this body that he knows he could cause himself serious injury if he tripped.]

[blessedbyfarore]

Uh huh! Or having different ones - wings are really different to hands, and both times I could fly before, I still had hands.

[He pauses, remembering just whose body he was in for that second lot of flying.] Um, I hope your body was still okay when you got it back! Ghirahim didn't eat or sleep in mine, so I was really hungry and tired afterwards...