Zavien
I think all things,
in their way,
in their way,
Zavien's head whipped to where Boreal flew nearby, catching sight of her figure just as another draconic form appeared near her. It looked a lot more like a scaled Pipsqueak, long and twisting through the air in a strange twisting and coiling motion through the current.
Not one to be left out of the fun, Sol gave an excited chirp, his wings flapping in a flurry to catch up with the others. Now that he was a tried-and-true soldier back from his first solo mission, the companion was confident in his ability to accomplish this new one.
Clutching the railing of the Peregrine for dear life, Zavien tried to slow his panicked breathing as Tal twisted the boat around. Only once he'd taken a deep breath, sure he wasn't going to tumble off into nothingness, did he call out, "Got it! Just let me know if I can help!" Not that he had many means to do so, but he'd hold the net if it'd prove useful.
Not one to be left out of the fun, Sol gave an excited chirp, his wings flapping in a flurry to catch up with the others. Now that he was a tried-and-true soldier back from his first solo mission, the companion was confident in his ability to accomplish this new one.
Clutching the railing of the Peregrine for dear life, Zavien tried to slow his panicked breathing as Tal twisted the boat around. Only once he'd taken a deep breath, sure he wasn't going to tumble off into nothingness, did he call out, "Got it! Just let me know if I can help!" Not that he had many means to do so, but he'd hold the net if it'd prove useful.
reflect heavenly truth,
the imagination not least.
the imagination not least.
