[PQ+] I ran right through my shoes

The smoke-filled lungs, the bitter taste illuminates

A sea breeze plucked at the strands of a braid that fell down Soh's back, tugging a few tendrils loose towards the end. The sun reflected off the waves, turning water into sparkling aquamarine and golden glitter. Flora's voice pitched over the crash of the waves along the shoreline, and for a moment, it was easy for Soh to forget about everything other than this. For once, she wasn't thinking about missing Tarak, or about failing Stormbreak, or about not knowing who she was or where she fit. Instead, she could focus on the task at hand and doing it well, all in service of her very best friend, who deserved a beautiful home and a fresh start.

So when she was assigned to stick with Flora and Mateo, Soh practically beamed. "I can take a look from above," she offered brightly. And then she was shifting. Golden hair and pale skin became purple feathers and emerald wings; a long, red beak sprouted where a pert nose had been. As a snowy owl, Soh was fierce and stoic; but as a zhenniao - the newest of her shifts - she was bright and fun (and, interestingly, poisonous). With a chirp, she took to the skies to get a different perspective of the site, searching for anything that seemed like it would get in the way of the foundation.

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Soh shifts into a zhenniao and looks at the site from overhead.

My heart can't break holding your memory

Sohalia