It has been 2 years, but I finally found a place where it is secluded. I also gained the trust from the filly Luna. I can interact with her without her getting nervous, in which she is always out of her room. She doesn’t speak yet, but when I move I’ll start to teach her. There is a place in Arizona where there is grass and where it is away from everyone in a 10 mile radius. I had this planned out so we could move out tomorrow. I packed some carrots for little Luna, and some for myself too. I thought what she should eat I should eat too. Also I noticed she is starting to flap her wings as if she wanted to fly. I told her not here, not yet for the sake of not letting you being seen. When I said that, she stopped and bowed her head as if she was pouting. I also told her that in a couple of days, she could have her freedom. She started to lighten up again. The next day, we moved. It was 3:00 in the morning, and she was still sleepy, I had the moving truck ready to go. I picked her up, brought her to the front seat and laid her down, and then we took off.
It was about a 6 hour drive, with stops every now and then. When we arrived, the landlord was there. I told Luna that it will be a couple of minutes until she could come out. I talked to the land lord, paid for the house, and got the keys from him. I watched him take his car over the horizon. I brought Luna out of the front seat to see where she is living. She started running around to get the feel of the terrain. The ground was a little rocky, but still plentiful with grass. I let her run around in her freedom, for the sake she was stuck in my shack for the two years I had her. While she played, I unpacked all our stuff and set it up in the house. I made her room just like the astronomy room, a little dark with constellations made out on the walls and the floor was midnight blue with a shag carpet. The bed was round and queen sized, just for her when she grows up. My room was fitted with all the rocks and stuff I had over the years, so my room looked like the actual terrain from somewhere else. There was a cellar just in case of dust storms and tornadoes.
I had the computer in my room so I can still do research while raising Luna. While we stayed here I taught her how to talk, which was quite difficult to do. I noticed she started opening doors with her magic, to compensate that she had no hands. I wouldn’t know how to teach her magic, as in our world we thought of it as illusions. I also started teaching her about the cosmos, which to my surprise she actually was interested in. One day she asked how she got her name, so I told her that the name Luna was Greek for moon, also for the god Selene which ruled the moon. She immediately lit up, knowing her name had to do with space.
Occasionally, we would head outside at night and show her the constellations and the moon. She would listen to everything I say, even when I go off track of the subject. She didn’t care, she was learning from someone who knew what they were talking about. I got a model plane so she would be inspired to fly, in which case she was attempting to, but couldn’t get off the ground yet. So I recorded a show for her on how birds fly, for some inspiration. Believe it or not, she actually learned how to fly after watching the show. She was a little shaky at first, but after a while she got the hang of it. I bought a model airplane so that I could fly with her. She looked as if she was having a good time, which I was happy for her. We went inside to get some lunch, and we made a cake as a reward for her success in flying. I learned how to cook from my mother, for she had her own bakery. We were both exhausted from the day so we decided to go to bed early.