"Maybe you should have been watching more carefully, then," Arialla said, sounding a bit prissy even to herself -- and ignoring the fact that she also hadn't seen the stranger. Normally she would have been more polite, but something about the eagle form seemed to make her more prideful, more imperious than she would be in her own body. Perhaps it was just a surge of confidence from having wings and talons.
Experimentally, Arialla paddled through the water with her wings, then looked for the distant coastline -- but from this angle, it was hidden by the waves. Even if she had the strength to swim all the way back to land -- an onerous task in itself -- she would surely get lost and end up swimming in circles.
Arialla sighed. "We have to be able to get back into the air somehow."
Preferably before any sharks showed up.
Experimentally, Arialla paddled through the water with her wings, then looked for the distant coastline -- but from this angle, it was hidden by the waves. Even if she had the strength to swim all the way back to land -- an onerous task in itself -- she would surely get lost and end up swimming in circles.
Arialla sighed. "We have to be able to get back into the air somehow."
Preferably before any sharks showed up.
Arialla
Freedom. Flight. Grace. Keen-sight.
"Golden Eagle - Mongolia" by carfull...from Wyoming is licensed with CC BY-NC-ND 2.0.
