Stretching his wings the little foal trod forward with high steps, the long feathers of his rather large wings trying not to drag on the ground.
He wasn't sure how to use them quite yet, trying to figure out how to use them so he just mainly tried to keep them from being on the ground when he was walking fast. Though he supposed he could just keep them tucked to his body, but he felt like the should at least be out sometimes. If he didn't stretch them, then how would they get stronger?
He probably looked a right funny sight for anyone who might be looking at him right now.