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>>161942“Uh…” she closes her lips, then opens then back again.
“I can’t really… I can’t really see it…”
Silver is upside to her from this angle. Even to manage it, Silver is nearly impaled by Khoi’s horn.
>>161943Is there a way he can manuveur his head so his horn is in her view?
>>161944He’d have to move all the way around her. It would be easier to maneuver her.
>>161945Hmm...very well then, he maneuvers the kirin.
>>161946kirin is maneuveredIf Silver is feeling especially playful, he may take each of her hooves above her head, and twist her as in a dance, rolling her over. If not, he can press on her shoulders to roll her over, or just ask. In any case, Khoi is rolled over from her right side to her left, and then positions herself on her belly. Now laying down with her head up, she looks at the horn, and then pokes it with her hoof.
>>161947There is a very fine layer of fuzzy light grey skin covering the conical, boney appendage that sticks out of his head and through his mane. It isn't quite as velvety as hers. There is a swirl pattern in his horn that extends all the way to the tip.
>>161948She takes the frog of her hoof, and presses it against the tip. Then, she rubs it up and down the length of his horn.
>>161949Silver blushes a bit from the contact. As she rubs she can feel an almost static-like feeling eminating from it. The skin is pulled very taut over the boney appendage.
>>161950She leans in a little closer, and taps it twice.
>>161951tap tapThe static feeling becomes a bit more familiar to her. It's the feeling of magic, flowing through his head and horn.
>>161953As she rubs, the staticy magic feeling slowly and gently increases in strength.
>>161954She whips her tail up, and rubs it still more so
>>161955Silver's blush intesifies along with the feeling of magic until a minute, harmless jolt of magic runs up her foreleg.
>>161956“Ah!”
She jumps back, clearly startled, then moves her head closer, curious, and finally giggles,
“Hehehe”
>>161957He chuckles as well.
"That is unicorn magic for you. Mine is...but underdeveloped. My father was Earth Pony so I never got to practice magic in my youth."
>>161958“What spells do you know?” She asks flatly
>>161959"Eh...levitation and light."
He demonstrates by levitating an object in the room and setting it back down, and using the light from his horn to light up a small area around them.
>>161960She watches the object, her head moving up and down as she watches the object. She moves her head back abd closes her eyes briefly at the light, but then opens it again.
“Is that… less than most unicorns?” She asks
>>161961"Little bit. Most know three or four, often related to their cutie mark. I
can try to form my magic into shape of certain objects, but it is not really spell. However, I do feel far closer to my Earth Pony roots, and Earth Pony magic."
>>161962“What is this ‘Earth Pony’? The hornless, wingless ones?”
>>161963Silver nods.
"Those are Earth Ponies. They have magic of their own, even without wings or horns. Most think it is only for growing better crops, but it is special kind of connection to planet that extends far beyond mere agriculture."
>>161964“What kind of connection? A spiritual connection?”
>>161965"It is very much like that. It is connection to world itself and all that calls it home, to simplify it greatly."
>>161967"What does what do? Earth Ponies?"
>>161969"Well, traditionally, most farms in Equestria are owned and operated by Earth Ponies because their magic makes them best farmers, and some use their magic to aid in rock farming and mining minerals. But Earth Ponies are adept at very many different vocations. My father was blacksmith, after all."
>>161970“Oh. Okay.” She says, looking at Silver
>>161971"In ancient days, Earth Ponies had their own fighting styles, utilizing their unique Earth Pony magic to aid them. My father taught my lot about them."
>>161972She shifts her hooves around on the bed.
“Earth pony fighting styles? How is that different?”
>>161973"I can show you if you want."
>>161974She looks up to Silver with evident curiosity.
“You can do that inside? Wouldn’t you break something?”
>>161975"I can, I will just avoid more flamboyant moves."
>>161976“Okay.” She says. “Show me.”
>>161977Silver smiles, and moves to get up from the bed. Before he shows her he does some stretches to keep himself limber.
And, hopefully for Khoi's sake, she can't see his "Sword" exposed from their cuddling and kissing session.When ready, he begins to demonstrate a number of stances and fighting moves in the ancient Earth Pony style: taking a wide stance, keeping all his hooves constantly on the ground, and making wide, powerful attacks and swings.
>>161978Khoi moves over so that she lays on the bed facing Silver, with her hooves just barely hanging off the edge. She watches the display of both the stretching and the fighting stances.
>>161979When he finishes, he takes a cooling stance, and looks over at Khoi with a smile.
"So...what do you think?"
>>161980"Interesting." She says. "I've seen you fight."
>>161981"Yes, but maybe you have not actually
seen way I fight before?"
>>161983He smiles, and gets back into bed with her.
"Did you like it?"
>>161984And so Silver is back n bed with the kirin.
"I respect the ways of the warrior. I have wielded hammer, rifle, and gauze... I do not like it."
>>161931How long does it take a pony to get a pack of playing cards?
"Well... maybe a little."
>>161985"You are superb warrior, and excellent healer. I know you do not like it, but I am glad you are. I do not think wound on my back would have healed as well as it has without your work."
>>161987She gives a weak smile, and is silent for several seconds.
"Thank you..."
>>161988He scoots over to once again make full-body contact cuddling with her, and holds her close and tight.
"No, thank you, Khoi."
>>161989She makes a whimpering sound, almost like crying. She leans her head against Silver and presses into him.
>>161990He looks at his cuddling partner.
"Are you okay? That sounded like crying."
>>161991She seems to actively desire cuddles right now, rather than merely passively submit to them. She presses her head against Silver, blocking her eyes.