Daniel stared at the horse creature sitting before him, amusingly with an old-timey doctor’s bag at her hooves and a white hat with a red cross on it. The grey and red pony had neighed at him, the voice leading him to assumed that she was female. While she seemed as intelligent as the bug-horses, having somehow communicated to them with neighs despite the bug-horses buzzing back, it was her wings that were the oddest thing to him at the moment. 