Call it what you want

sam So please please please, let me get what I want this time Sam watched, frightened, as Remi's hands turned to paws then back again; did he really have this much of an effect on the other man? Could he really do this to somebody? It felt so at odds with everything he knew about himself, with how he usually tried to be. Hot passion was something completely removed from his life. The flying instructions were simple enough, but Sam didn't know if they were easy. He had never tried this before and was almost certain he was going to mess it up. But there was no other way to go. Thank you. I'll try my best. He promised, before running forward behind Remi then taking off, trying to copy the gliding and not flap his wings too much (though at first there was a manic moment where he forgot to stop). He managed to catch a wind and soar up several feet, the cave entrance now beneath him. Sam tried not to panic at the sight of the ground getting further and further away. I think...I think I've got it. Maybe. He told Remi as he turned the gliding into soaring upwards, having a few close calls with the walls of the gorge but moving generally upwards. This is...this is sort of fun!