stand out, fit in

The hawk glances down with a worried hum pulsing through their bond, but quickly Rexanna rights herself and is airborne. Flying in easy patterns until she can get her barrings, Remi titters a half-laugh at his friend's surprise and elation at just how far they have (literally) come. Since I was a teenager, yes. Remi replied with a half-smile. Where I came from you were either born with magic, or not. If not and you were a blueblood (they were called), you held an esteemed position in society. No magic and no title, though? Well then you were a commoner, like me, and could undergo this ceremony. They looked down on us. Shapechangers, we were called. Both of my parents were and so I did not really hesitate. The hawk replied with a mental shrug as they continued to glide effortlessly around. REMI Traded my soul to free my mind, "can I go back to being blind?" I ask myself one too many times