She stared blankly at the small foal in her hands. 'You little thing, you really are the descendant of a divine steed. Looks like I can't bring you into my space!'
The little black foal seemed to know Flora Bloom had no ill intent. After seeing the white foal being born, it stopped making its pitiful "whimpering" sounds.
'But a contract... how am I supposed to form one?'
Previously, whether with the Golden Crow or the War Wolf Clan cub, Flora Bloom had been the passive one in their contracts. As for how to actually initiate one, she was completely in the dark.
"Little guy, you know about forming contracts, right?" Flora Bloom held up the little black foal and tried to communicate with it, hoping the foal would take the initiative to contract with her.
But just then, a light that flickered between black and white suddenly appeared around Polly and the white foal beside her. A familiar energy pulsed from Polly and the pure-white foal.
