[ He flaps his wings a few times until he's properly situated. For all that he messed up that landing, he's still giddily exuberant over the link. Sure, his bones are still fragile, but they're meant to be fragile. He's in a body that can actually do what it was made to do. He doesn't ache like this, and he can fly ...
It's hard, though. I want to go fast. But he lifts off again, swooping back out into the trees for a moment. ]
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It's hard, though. I want to go fast. But he lifts off again, swooping back out into the trees for a moment. ]