"If I could fly I would never come back", you said
Teaching how to fly without being able to explain verbally meant she could only show how she did it. After leaving the Bodega and the bustle of crowds behind, they had found a nicely secluded area to practice in. Figuring it would be best to start with landing and take off - things she had struggled with the most after gaining her wings - Maea had picked out a series of trees with good stout branches, and made a game out of flying between them. A mute Simon Says, or perhaps aerial hopscotch - either way, it was a pleasant way to idle away the afternoon.
Landing upon a gnarled branch, the albino gore crow shuffled around and cared encouragement to her company. It was the first time she saw a dreambird - and Nova hadn't exaggerated about the complexity of flying without three pairs of wings. Still - the only way to get comfortable with them was to practice. Starting, stopping and turning were the essentials.
Landing upon a gnarled branch, the albino gore crow shuffled around and cared encouragement to her company. It was the first time she saw a dreambird - and Nova hadn't exaggerated about the complexity of flying without three pairs of wings. Still - the only way to get comfortable with them was to practice. Starting, stopping and turning were the essentials.
Maea
