Being picked up would have the young colt stir again. Sure, the telekinesis meant there was no sensation of being touched or anything... but he would still notice that he wasn’t resting against the comfy wooden floor anymore, as he was already starting to wake despite his complaints against doing so... through being put onto a soft pony back, would help to lull him back into a state of sleep.

... Not enough to keep him asleep when they left the caravan and back out into the storm, however. The sudden drop in temperature making him try to curl up more, to seek more warmth. But sadly, he was not a mollusc, and eventually, the coldness forced him away. Whispering’s Light lifting up as he blinked, looking around and spotting the retreating caravan, then seeing the others there... he flinched on seeing Diamond and hurriedly made sure the flower was safe before he would tentatively speak. “W... whats... g-going on?”