Looking down at her, Zavien tried to picture the different animals living beneath her beautiful skin. Some fit, like the owl and the pegasus, but he found it harder to picture her as a swordfish. Tilting his head, he thought of the last one, eyes narrowing. "I don't think I've seen a Zhenniao before. It's a bird, right?"
He smiled to hear her offer which was her favorite, amused to think it was the one that would scare him the most. Even after riding a dragon and a griffin during the rodeos (that would probably be a touchy subject now), Zavien was less than eager to wind up high up in the sky with nothing to catch him. He'd just fall and fall and fall until death found him. Still, he knew others enjoyed the thrill - the freedom of flight, and he shook his head when he playfully asked, "Because of the wings?"
He smiled to hear her offer which was her favorite, amused to think it was the one that would scare him the most. Even after riding a dragon and a griffin during the rodeos (that would probably be a touchy subject now), Zavien was less than eager to wind up high up in the sky with nothing to catch him. He'd just fall and fall and fall until death found him. Still, he knew others enjoyed the thrill - the freedom of flight, and he shook his head when he playfully asked, "Because of the wings?"
Zavien
