[se] stretching new wings

It was harder following after him without a winged shift. Much harder, but when Deimos set off, so did Cordelia. She didn't know what he was up to, but she was curious. So curious as to what he was doing, but the Attuned wasn't to be deterred by the fact that he was hard to follow. If anything it only made her more intent on seeing what exactly the Sword was up to. She was panting by the time she made it to him, having to sprint for majority of the trip, shifting between her Luxere form and human to keep up with him. Cordelia managed despite the difficulty of doing so. The Attuned pushed a bit of sweaty hair from her forehead, shrugging out of her heavier outer layer with a huff, "What are you doing all he way out here?" She asked, approaching the log he was sitting on, lowering herself down beside him with a smile as she peered over his shoulder with a spark in her eyes. Cordelia Limore 'Cause they got the cages, they got the boxes and guns They are the hunters, we are the foxes and we run