CHULANE
let's set the world on fire
Discovering his second shift had been, in a word, brilliant.He found himself roaming the skies on those moments where he and Kia were apart, unable to resist the call of wind beneath him, the view of the land stretched out below him, the call of a world that was suddenly so much more available to him. He never roamed far, using the link to check in with her every now and then, and otherwise, finding a use for himself.
The settlement was as he remembered it, but also completely different. When he had visited initially, he had seen a small town rising up out of ruins after dusk, now he beheld that same town rising up out of the impenetrable darkness of Longnight, battered and bruised but also determined to endure. And he was here to help it.
The monsters of Longnight were still something of a mystery to him, a tale told by others that he firmly believed in now, moreso than he had before at the least. This world was still so mysterious to him, so puzzling, the idea that such forces as the Voice and the Old Gods simply existing still hard for him to accept, the fact that they wrought such changes upon the world and those who lived within it harder still for him to swallow.
Something his new shift was good for, was getting to high places. Technically, his leopard shift could do that too, but he felt a need to feel the wind beneath his wings today, and so he helped a local family with removing damaged shingles from their roof. He would hop along the apex of it, identify a damaged shingle, then spread his wings and swoop towards it, grabbing it with a talon or beak, and deliver it promptly to a wheelbarrow below.
It was dull, repetitive work to any onlooker, but he found enjoyment in the simple act, for it was a distraction, an opportunity to use his new shift, and a way to remain close to Kia.
we can burn brighter than the sun
