Zini and Tamsyn were testing out their new wings, so to speak. They had aged and grown into a pair of fine, if inquisitive and somewhat mischievous teenagers. The pair had been racing and chasing one another until they had finally exhausted themselves into landing.
Tamsyn was lounging in the sun on a boulder whereas her twin brother had moved over to a stream to quench his thirst.
Syn stretched her wings and glanced over to her brother. "You do realize I won that last one, don't you?"
He snorted into the water. "What? No you didn't. I completely stole that one!"
