Moving out
Deciding that adventure lies on the horizon you begin preparing for you journey. Your direction is north and with having taken a full belly of food and water you're ready to leave. The first itches gather under your wings and you feel ready. In a massive motion of feather and muscle you leap into the air wings spread wide and gathering air beneath them. Everything becomes smaller and smaller as you rise and sore. The sky guides you and cradles you along your journey. Flying fast and elegantly allows you to journey quicker than on paw. The sun shines through the clouds like heaven light as you speed along. For hours and hours you fly and observe. Finally, as the sun begins to set, you venture down towards the ground again and slow among the trees. The flora surrounds you once more as you return to paw upon ground. A small grove of trees ahead of your path form a small cove. It seems a perfect bed for the night so you take refuge and retire. The beauty of your new world now recedes as you slip into dreamland. Illusions and shapes plague your mind as you slumber but are mostly malign.
Written by Lokor and Kire Kitsune on 26 February 2013