Detecting Henry's amused tone, Arialla lightly buffeted him with a wing. "We could wrestle, if you prefer, but that didn't work out so well last time."
At his regret, she shrugged; if she hadn't had a beak at the moment, she would have smiled ruefully. "You faced your fear, at least. And the outcome could have been a lot worse."
"My name is Arialla. I'm from -- well, not Caido. A little fishing village." As always, the mention of home gave Arialla a pang -- but not nearly as bad as it once had. She was truly getting used to living in Caido, to the idea that she might never go home -- to the idea that this was her new home.
At his regret, she shrugged; if she hadn't had a beak at the moment, she would have smiled ruefully. "You faced your fear, at least. And the outcome could have been a lot worse."
"My name is Arialla. I'm from -- well, not Caido. A little fishing village." As always, the mention of home gave Arialla a pang -- but not nearly as bad as it once had. She was truly getting used to living in Caido, to the idea that she might never go home -- to the idea that this was her new home.
Arialla
Freedom. Flight. Grace. Keen-sight.
"Golden Eagle - Mongolia" by carfull...from Wyoming is licensed with CC BY-NC-ND 2.0.
