[PQ] Feathers & Fearlessness

His eyes remained on her as she landed and shifted back into herself. He smiled with a kind smile that wasn’t entirely returned on Kiada’s own face – instead a small curt nod was given in his direction. As he mentioned he was pleased to meet her, she only bobbed her head again, “Same to you.” She responded in her usual short phrase. She had no need for full or pleasant introductions. They were here to do a job of sorts, and she intended on getting it accomplished. She turned back to look at the spire before another rather large bird caught her attention, soaring toward them and shifting into another man she didn’t recognize. Though when he spoke, she appreciated the short bluntness the man possessed too, and offered him a quiet half smile in a reaction before Remi spoke. He introduced her and she nodded to Devrum in her own way of a greeting before Remi seemed to catch her attention and begin to explain the situation with the dark spire. “What fun would it be otherwise?” She questioned with a bloodthirsty grin. “Game on.” She looked over to Devrum to see if he had anything to say to it, and when she looked back to Remi as he began to move, she heard him from within her mind, without his lips moving and attention on her. It pinged some familiar feeling deep within her and she scowled slightly at the memory before following him, shifting into the pale vulture and soaring into the sky. She was larger in this form than Remi, but the man had the experience Kiada lacked. She’d never had true wings, never been able to carry herself high into the sky. But she followed his instruction, circling above the spire as though it were a practiced formation before the wind pushed them all around. It was cold, soggy, and caused her to lose focus as it battered her. Her beak opened and a guttural growl slipped out before she pulled her wings in tight and lowered herself just enough to hopefully gain momentum to swoop up and propel herself upward, hoping to outrace the winds even if it battered her outside of the range of the spire. Her wings pumped in short bursts, hoping to gain altitude with the least amount of moisture settling on her feathers. She wasn’t certain it would work, but she wanted to try. KiadA you think i'll be the dark sky so you can be the star? i'll swallow you whole.

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