[Training] [open see] a heart made for taking flight

Sleek, dark, and utterly unlike anything else in the Oerwoud, the shadow of a large bird falls heavy on the treetops, darkening the canopy for a brief moment before moving on. She doesn’t stop, doesn’t dive down into the jungle, knowing full well that she’s likely to be caught in the vines and dense foliage, and she just getting used to new shape. There’s no desire to shift out of it. No need to make herself known - though the clever would surely be able to put two and two together. Eventually the Leap’s white cliffs break through the mists before her and she’s surprised to find a small group of people already gathered on the edge. Draped in bright, flowing silks, there’s no way she could miss them as first one, then another dive off, arms spread wide and colors streaking behind them. Wessex swerves closer, but as soon as she decides to try and intercept one, they shift mid-air and turn their headlong plunges into some kind of beautiful aerial show. So the Wraith changes direction and heads for the cliff, already enthralled with the Attuned performers’ show. WESSEX The Wraith