RushWing
The Winged One
She watches Loki walk away and decides to sit on the ground by the tree. She watches night fall. I wonder if I should pitch my tent. She yawns and looks at the sky. Still dirty from her self trial of trying to fly she slowly falls asleep to the nature of the darkness.
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