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Andricia

I barrel toward the ground encased in a cocoon of feathery wings. My feathery wings. Gliding and flying is something I can't seem to get the hang of. Flying straight up is easy but when you need to move in a direction and change quickly it becomes difficult. So I've found myself plummeting to the earth repeatedly. The impact is excruciating and after a couple of moments of just laying there the ringing in my ears stops. I hear concerned shouts from a distance followed by a cool hand approaching my wings. They twitch away from the touch ruffling and I hiss at the pain in my back where my body made impact with the ground.

Silas offers me his hand before slowly easing me to my feet. I inwardly curse at all of the damn trees that are making it difficult to fly. I groan as my wings stretch out and I fold them close to my back straining all of the muscles on it. His touch is gentle but it does nothing to ease the ache and pain radiating throughout my entire body now. All of my mate