we are like birds of a feather, we are two hearts thrown together
Soaring higher than the crow if only because instincts, as the Ancient had pointed out, were hard to ignore, Remi's keen eyes darted back and forth over the ground below, picking out movement, identifying it, before moving on. Though the thermals felt warm and buoyant beneath his wings, Remi's mind was focused intently on the prey they sought, having little room for enjoyment of this shift just now.
Not wanting to spook the doe with a cry, the hawk instead places himself against the sun that he might disappear in the brightness of it should anyone try and look too hard for him. It was as much of an indication that he was ready to strike as anything else he could offer.
Not wanting to spook the doe with a cry, the hawk instead places himself against the sun that he might disappear in the brightness of it should anyone try and look too hard for him. It was as much of an indication that he was ready to strike as anything else he could offer.
THE ALCHEMIST
we will be forever as one, my brother under the sun
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
