[SE] What ghost around, comes around

Time has stopped before us The sky cannot ignore us Eternally suspicious, given the track record of his multiple lives, he waited, hovering, large wings extended, snagging at the different thermals rising above the Fangs’ wide open persistence. When an answer resounded, and not one he expected, his thunderbird head tilted a degree, as if there was a puzzle he was attempting to solve in midair. On recognition, he flew towards the sound, so he wasn’t a glimpse or an echo; only for enemies, not friends and familiar individuals. Sohalia? What brings you out this way? As she shifted closer, she was far more recognizable in stature, having witnessed her attempts in Pegasus form amidst the rodeo. Snorting on an inward thought, he flew a little closer, but still cautious, the expansion of this shift always something he had to mull over. Congratulations on your efforts at the rodeo. Erebos, and himself really, had found Koa soaring through the air greatly amusing, and quite swift – hidden talents lurking in the depths of the Luminary. the Resurrected Sword No one can separate us For we are all that is left