All That Glitters

Sam could feel Remi's awkwardness but also something else, something small yet warm and promising; the evening was turning from one he would regret to one he would remember well he felt. He flew easily as he listened to Remi, adjusting his wings as if he knew the instructions the wind was giving him. I see. He had known about Remi's father but not the best friend; it felt good to still be learning new things about Remi despite their new gap in knowledge of each other. I do seem to know what to do, but I thought that was more your influence than any kind of natural knowledge. Sam really had no idea what it was like to be an Attuned. Did you learn from birth how to walk and move, like you did as a human? Or was the ability innate? Well...I've seen you as a lion or...sometimes partially a lion, and you've never hurt me. There was something close to pride in his tone, but this was mostly meant to comfort. He knew Remi felt uncomfortable with his lion shift, had struggled with it before; but Sam had been impressed by his ability to still protect in it and to turn back to himself. Perhaps you should have more faith in yourself. Your other two shifts are hardly dangerous beasts, after all. The raccoon is very sweet, and easy to carry. Samuel At seventeen, I started to starve myself I thought that love was a kind of emptiness And at least I understood then the hunger I felt And I didn't have to call it loneliness