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It was Ebon’s turn now, and he stepped forward and gave the pegasus’ great clarion neigh — far more like a trumpet than a horse’s neigh; hollow bones are wonderful for resonance — and swept his wings forward to touch, or almost touch, his alula-hands to her temples before he gave his own speech, in the half-humming, half-whuffling syllables the pegasi made when they spoke aloud, only she could understand what he was saying in silent speech. The words were just as stiff and silly (she was rather relieved to discover) as the ones she’d had to say. He stopped whuffling and added,I was going to say, hee ho, ho hee, your wings are too short, you’ll never catch me, but my dad said he was going to be listening and I’d better get it right. I guess since you can hear too it’s good that I did.

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