She whimpered. "I'm a peg.. a pegasusus." she said. Then she looked at Bolt. Then back at Narrow. Then back at Bolt. Then back at Narrow. "Is that ok?" she asked.
Bolt put a leather strap around Willow, tight, but not painfully so, and flew off. He made sure to stay under flaming speed. "Here we go!" He said
She squealed in delight, heart thrumming like a bird. She tentatively spread her wings, giving a whoop.
Narrowleaf kissed Brisk on the forehead, and grabbed another muffin. "...She likes you, too." He said.
"I hope so." she responded, listening to her whoop in joy. "Sound like she's having fun." "Aww." she said, pouting.