Will considered the odds of a foal even coming near a boy, though he pulled a bit of grass to try anyways. The foal looked at him cautiously and turned to stare at Hilary before reluctantly reaching him. Further amazed, he saw that the foal left no visible hoof prints on the ground.
It sniffed his offering before taking a bite out of it as if wanting to be done with it quickly. Carefully, he placed two fingers where the horn should be and was even more surprised that it allowed it. He could feel a bump where it seems to be growing.
"I think you can try petting it now," Will said quietly as he ventured a little more by rubbing it's head. "It seems to be okay."
It sniffed his offering before taking a bite out of it as if wanting to be done with it quickly. Carefully, he placed two fingers where the horn should be and was even more surprised that it allowed it. He could feel a bump where it seems to be growing.
"I think you can try petting it now," Will said quietly as he ventured a little more by rubbing it's head. "It seems to be okay."