Lately we've been covered by the past
Content to be up on the crow’s nest with the wind whipping at her golden curls, Caly’s hands latch onto the rail as she feels the air start to shift, some additional edge between the thermals. It’s not unlike her sunstreak shift, she finds, for when flying solely based on her feathers, she feels uniquely in tune with the sky even if that shift was more of a runner than it was a flier.
At any rate, she watches the greenery around change and shift constantly, amusement flickering in her face to see as her father and sister go through a lesson – Nova’s sharp YESSIR impossible to miss even at this height. Stifling a soft laugh, she notes Jack’s comment and offers him a playful salute in a mirror of her sister. “Sure thing!” She calls down toward them.
And honestly, it doesn’t take that long for the wind to start to pick up between both abandoneds down below. Harboring no magic herself, she still sits in quiet awe of it as she watches clouds begin to pass a bit quicker, the whip of warm and cool breezes reaching her faster and faster. “We’re definitely pickin’ up speed!” She calls down to her family, beaming a sunshine grin from where she stands.
At any rate, she watches the greenery around change and shift constantly, amusement flickering in her face to see as her father and sister go through a lesson – Nova’s sharp YESSIR impossible to miss even at this height. Stifling a soft laugh, she notes Jack’s comment and offers him a playful salute in a mirror of her sister. “Sure thing!” She calls down toward them.
And honestly, it doesn’t take that long for the wind to start to pick up between both abandoneds down below. Harboring no magic herself, she still sits in quiet awe of it as she watches clouds begin to pass a bit quicker, the whip of warm and cool breezes reaching her faster and faster. “We’re definitely pickin’ up speed!” She calls down to her family, beaming a sunshine grin from where she stands.
Calypso
But don't you think that we are made to last
