07-25-2019, 09:24 AM
Aodhán
ice and fire
All that is gold does not glitter; not all who wander are lost
Carefully placing his taloned feet in Pteron’s mane - mostly-, the falcon climbs towards the ice-coloured male’s neck’s base. There, he lingers, spreading his wings for balance as soon as Pteron begins to move, but trying to half-fold them back when in only a few strides, the other male makes a sharp airborne turn, lest he accidentally lifts away from Pteron.
In a few frightful moments, they’re above the treetops, and longer still until they’re so far away that Pteron tells him it’s safe. Looking down, to Aodhán it looks like quite a lot of space, but perhaps, he tells himself, that’s because he is smaller now. And, subsequently, that should give him more time falling before dropping to his death. Best not think about what it would be to crash into a tree from above.
Flapping his wings near-frantically, the shifter is quite lucky to have copied a falcon indeed, as those birds frequently enough lift and stay in the air that way. So when he lets go of Pteron’s mane, he doesn’t actually go far at all; in fact, he seems to fly backwards a little, the wind taking him to a place not too far above Pteron’s right wing.
The bird isn’t quite sure if this is a good thing - looking at his pegasus companion, this is quite clear from his face. ”Uh, now what?”
In a few frightful moments, they’re above the treetops, and longer still until they’re so far away that Pteron tells him it’s safe. Looking down, to Aodhán it looks like quite a lot of space, but perhaps, he tells himself, that’s because he is smaller now. And, subsequently, that should give him more time falling before dropping to his death. Best not think about what it would be to crash into a tree from above.
Flapping his wings near-frantically, the shifter is quite lucky to have copied a falcon indeed, as those birds frequently enough lift and stay in the air that way. So when he lets go of Pteron’s mane, he doesn’t actually go far at all; in fact, he seems to fly backwards a little, the wind taking him to a place not too far above Pteron’s right wing.
The bird isn’t quite sure if this is a good thing - looking at his pegasus companion, this is quite clear from his face. ”Uh, now what?”
@[Pteron]
Sorry for taking so long! I had to actually think about how to fly lol