i've never fallen from quite this high | savage pony

[Gale]

Gale run away with me-- lost souls and reverie running wild and running free   He’d left moments after Eyas, winging his way through the plumes of smoke behind her. The soot was heavy in his nose and throat, and his eyes were shut tight. They fly close, and only when Eyas banks sharply away (her body language clear – she wishes to be alone) does Gale head upward for cleaner air. Up and up and up, until his lungs (so recently healed from their second encounter with fire) burn instead from the cold. The soot on his coat is covered in ice, and when his wings can beat no more from exhaustion, they crumple down at his sides while he spins, head over hoof, until the world grows black. --- Gale wakes, hours later. He is rather high up in a tree, suspended across several branches. He sighs. @[savage]

i decided to use his brother's tagline because it was too good
hope this is what you wanted when you said you wanted to write with me (: