Sohalia
It wasn't so bad, flying on a skyship. Sure, she still didn't quite understand how they worked - what kept them afloat? - but there was something thrilling about flying on one all the same. When Boreal coasted beside Sohalia, her wingtip almost brushing against the young woman's hand, she couldn't help but giggle. For a moment, she had the urge to transform and join Boreal in flight.But that would be admitting that an owl was afraid of flying, and that was simply ridiculous. Sohalia turned her head away from Tal and made a face, embarrassed.
The Peregrine began to rise in the air, and Sohalia grasped the railing nervously. The height itself didn't bother her, but the higher they got, the further it was to fall if the skyship were to crash. "It's not the height," she reassured Tal, turning back to him. "It's - what if we crash?" she fretted, not realizing that she could be offending her friend by implying that he would crash his prized ship.
it's just a spark, but it's enough to keep me going
