James saw it before it happened, saw the other move closer. He jumped as soon as the vision ended, hopping backwards quickly before Pride's nose could touch him. Not only had he predicted what Pride would do, but got away before the deer could act it out.
He was amazed at himself, and proud. He'd analyzed Pegasus' spell and managed to expand upon it, enough that he'd learned something entirely new. Instead of looking to the past... he saw the future.
If he cast it powerfully enough... he could predict the outcome of a fight, should it occur.
Pride tilted his head, considering. What magic had James used-? For a moment, he assumed mind-reading, and then realized it would likely be better to just ask, rather than debate with himself.
He wasn't aware of any ability to see into the future--oh, he'd met seers (some accurate, some not) who'd claimed it, but magic to do so, he'd never known. It wasn't that he wouldn't believe in it, however. He knew magic to look into the past; so why not the future, if not for the implication that such was immutable-? No; it had simply never occurred to him to try.
@James
James breathed out and stared at the ground, realizing that he could suddenly do something amazing.
He closed his eyes and covered them with his wings too, giddy and excited. Well, until a headache suddenly made him wince, splitting his skull in two.
It backfired. Why wouldn't it?
Pride hesitated, watching James with some concern. From misery to elation and back to frustration--the horse was clearly troubled.
He made no movement to leave, however--to leave James to his own devices. He got the impression that the horse needed company, just now--not solitude.
@James
James was quiet, emotions conflicted, roiling within like waves against a cliff. He nodded slowly and turned his head to face the house still here, his first house, with Ari and Abraxas when she was still a gem.
He turned to Pride and looked up,
And with that he turned, ruffling his wings, body hunching up and getting ready for takeoff,
He felt guilty for putting all of this on his mentor, but he tried to push that away as he raised his wings, taking a few canter strides before jumping into the air, wings flapping hard to get him aloft. He quickly rose up and away from the ground, above the rooftops in a matter of seconds.
Exit unless stopped
Pride nodded, relieved at first that James was agreeing to a rest. He needed it, the stag thought.
And then--Tahi-shei? Admissions of love?
It was a tad surprising--an abrupt departure, perhaps; and Pride was still struggling to come up with a coherent response to the Tahi-shei news. He was caught out, blinking,a nd managed a stammering--
A little bemused, he watched the winged horse take flight, trying to register the wash of news that had come all at once. To categorize it, to run it back through his mind.
And he was thinking, too, of ways that he might help. Offering to babysit hadn't even occurred to him, and he'd directed James to Mercurius so many times that he didn't think of doing it again. Comet would certainly be able to help--she struck him, at least, as distinctly useful. But was there something else that he could do..?
Mulling this over, he realized at last that James was out of sight; and so he retired toward the Throne to think it over alone.
exit Pride; @James (for visibility)