[Training] [open see] a heart made for taking flight

What do you mean, Sunjata? It isn’t blatantly obvious that in a world full of random, unexpected monsters, that the newest ‘one’ isn’t immediately seen as not a monster? Absurd! Ludicrous! Caught up in the performance and simultaneously trying not to get in their way, Wessex doesn’t immediately notice something else streaking towards her until it takes up a lot of her peripheral vision. She shrieks a warning at the dragon first, before she recognizes it. Sunjata. It’s the only thing that keeps her from shooting a razor sharp feather at him. So she dives away, pulling her metal body in close and tight like a bullet, diving down into the mist to obscure herself for a moment. WESSEX The Wraith