08-23-2017, 11:08 AM
The moment Kali opened her eyes, a wave of restless energy washed over her. She needed to move, needed to go somewhere maybe? Maybe it was just that it’d been a little too long since she’d left the island. She’d been exploring Ischia with Khari for the last week or so, and some on her own too, so maybe that was all it was, just that she’d been home too long and needed to stretch her legs. Or maybe she needed to shift, to try out a new shape, or just let ohhh hey. Maybe--yeah okay, that could work!
She got to her feet and shook herself, and then closed her eyes. Just a thought, that was all it took, right? Just thinking about what it felt like to have wings, and they’d grow out of her back all beautiful and feathered, soft grey and white and lavender to match the rest of her. Ohhhh and it helped, the new sensations distracting her from that restless itch. Wings were her favorite, and she’d been practicing. She could keep them so much longer than she used to, when they were gone the moment she got distracted.
Still, she needed to get out and move. Maybe Khari would go flying with her! Or they could run around out on the ocean, that’d be good. Either way would burn some of the energy skittering beneath her skin and making her all shimmery shivery itchy. So she stretched out her pretty wings, settled them against her side, and set out to find her Khari.
He liked the beach in the morning, liked to stand and watch the sunrise, breathe in the salty air and stretch his wings, so she headed to the eastern edge of the island. She kept her mind as clear as she could, focusing on the smell of the air, the sounds of the island, the feel of the breeze on her skin and in her hair and tickling across her feathers. Sometimes, if she was very clever about it, she could almost, almost sneak up on him. He never seemed surprised though, so probably he felt her coming a mile away, but she still liked to try.
With a soft little smile, she ducked under his wing and snuggled right on up to him. Hi, Khari, she thought just as softly, rubbing her cheek against his shoulder and rustling her wing against his side. Good morning. What a beautiful day, huh? Sunlight reached across the sea to highlight his face, his chest, his legs, the arch of his wings. His hair danced in the breeze, long strands reaching out to tickle her as she pressed a little kiss to the crook of his neck. You wanna do something with me?
She got to her feet and shook herself, and then closed her eyes. Just a thought, that was all it took, right? Just thinking about what it felt like to have wings, and they’d grow out of her back all beautiful and feathered, soft grey and white and lavender to match the rest of her. Ohhhh and it helped, the new sensations distracting her from that restless itch. Wings were her favorite, and she’d been practicing. She could keep them so much longer than she used to, when they were gone the moment she got distracted.
Still, she needed to get out and move. Maybe Khari would go flying with her! Or they could run around out on the ocean, that’d be good. Either way would burn some of the energy skittering beneath her skin and making her all shimmery shivery itchy. So she stretched out her pretty wings, settled them against her side, and set out to find her Khari.
He liked the beach in the morning, liked to stand and watch the sunrise, breathe in the salty air and stretch his wings, so she headed to the eastern edge of the island. She kept her mind as clear as she could, focusing on the smell of the air, the sounds of the island, the feel of the breeze on her skin and in her hair and tickling across her feathers. Sometimes, if she was very clever about it, she could almost, almost sneak up on him. He never seemed surprised though, so probably he felt her coming a mile away, but she still liked to try.
With a soft little smile, she ducked under his wing and snuggled right on up to him. Hi, Khari, she thought just as softly, rubbing her cheek against his shoulder and rustling her wing against his side. Good morning. What a beautiful day, huh? Sunlight reached across the sea to highlight his face, his chest, his legs, the arch of his wings. His hair danced in the breeze, long strands reaching out to tickle her as she pressed a little kiss to the crook of his neck. You wanna do something with me?
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