Notte smiled gently, nosing the filly forward towards the other stallion. "Slowly now..." He now understood why she was so determined to fly with such little guidance, it must be quite difficult for a flightless parent and equally for their eager little children.
He waited besides the filly, inclining his head in greeting towards Zahariah, "I chance upon little Bella moments ago, attempting to take flight. I think it would be proper if she learnt under an experienced flyer to minimise chances of accidents."
