You can’t stop the change,
any more than you can stop the suns from setting.
Without an Attuned bond to communicate or any expressions to see, it's nearly impossible to tell what Noah's feeling, and yet, Zavien swears the man is getting a kick out of this - quite literally. His body jerks with the motion threatening to unseat him and he digs his hands deeper into the soft fur of the mane. His stomach drops with the altitude until they're on the ground again, his relief palpable in the shuddering breath he takes.
With his primary fear alleviated, Zavien's able to take a full breath that turns into a grunt as Noah pivots into a spin. His body adjusts for the momentum, one side contracting tighter to counteract the force. The desperation of his hold turns to confidence as he starts to enjoy the physical challenge. Even as the griffin spins round and round, a smile begins to form, tense but bright enough to see through the fur he presses into.
Suddenly, Noah stops, the motion forceful in a direction he doesn't expect. Grunting at the impact, he tries to direct himself forward into the large neck of the creature instead of the open air and awaiting ground. His hands clutch tighter in the mane while his feet cling to their hold around the back of his large wings, silently praying his grasp holds.
Zavien uses his hold on Noah's mane and wings to try staying on.
With his primary fear alleviated, Zavien's able to take a full breath that turns into a grunt as Noah pivots into a spin. His body adjusts for the momentum, one side contracting tighter to counteract the force. The desperation of his hold turns to confidence as he starts to enjoy the physical challenge. Even as the griffin spins round and round, a smile begins to form, tense but bright enough to see through the fur he presses into.
Suddenly, Noah stops, the motion forceful in a direction he doesn't expect. Grunting at the impact, he tries to direct himself forward into the large neck of the creature instead of the open air and awaiting ground. His hands clutch tighter in the mane while his feet cling to their hold around the back of his large wings, silently praying his grasp holds.
Zavien uses his hold on Noah's mane and wings to try staying on.
Zavien
