i will show you fear in a handful of dust -- any

[Snowphish]

every pearl is a lynx, is a girl
sweet like harmony made into flesh

The red Pegasus flies ahead, he overheard and flew in as a bird – she hadn’t seen that he was watching, but when the gyrfalcon dove into the wooded area where the group gathered, she knew. She’s never met the opposite eyed shapeshifter, but she’s eternally grateful for him anyhow. She stands back and in the dense under-brush smiling to herself as she adjusts her wings against her rib-cage.

The child brightens visibly and even his protesting sister eases and watches the healer’s magic. The red healer’s meet hers and she nods in thanks before he morphs and launches back into flight. Snowphish turns on her heel and with a galloping start she too takes wing and disappears into the clouds and mists beyond and above the treetops.