Maea
I feel it in the wind, my dear
The sun is gonna reappear
The sun is gonna reappear
She did, yes. Very necessary. Without preamble Maea shrugged on her coat and followed on the captain's heels. "Let's hope so."
Once outside she made sure the door was properly closed against uninvited guests, and shifted into the Gore Crow. In the gloom her colorless feathers seemed almost to glow, shimmering in the electrical lightshow as the took to the sky. She wasn't subtle either. It was the eternal disadvantage of having albinism. In most cases the coloration carried over to her shifts, and by now she had resigned herself to being distraction or decoy in combat situations. Stealth simply wasn't an option.
Waiting for Thalassa to join her, the corvid angled her wings and veered off towards the tree. The lightning made her nervous; was it better to fly high up or near the ground? Did it make a difference? The pace she set was fast and direct - though likely it wouldn't be hard for the lyvern to catch up or overtake her if she wished.
Once outside she made sure the door was properly closed against uninvited guests, and shifted into the Gore Crow. In the gloom her colorless feathers seemed almost to glow, shimmering in the electrical lightshow as the took to the sky. She wasn't subtle either. It was the eternal disadvantage of having albinism. In most cases the coloration carried over to her shifts, and by now she had resigned herself to being distraction or decoy in combat situations. Stealth simply wasn't an option.
Waiting for Thalassa to join her, the corvid angled her wings and veered off towards the tree. The lightning made her nervous; was it better to fly high up or near the ground? Did it make a difference? The pace she set was fast and direct - though likely it wouldn't be hard for the lyvern to catch up or overtake her if she wished.
Good days are gonna come along
Hold on, hold on!
Hold on, hold on!
