Ness darted through the meadow heading for one when she bounced off of a tree. She burrowed her face in determination to work on this agility training. Her wings and ability to fly sure did give her more agility than usual. She figured to capitalize on it. Then seeing the blue and white in the distance, she fluttered up a little higher to get a better look.
Chi Sohma
Aruka watched the flowers, it was spring... The meadows is where he usually could be found, where his family lied. His large wings had loosened up, to let the breeze come in. Against him, he felt what freedom was. The wind. But with him carried what seemed chains. It was because he held guilt so far within him that he now, could never fly, and had been elusive since then. Even from his family... but as long as there was no one...
