Zion flew though the air to get away from the mist. It was just starting to get late and the first starts where just coming out. he alowed his body to go though a few barrel rolls in the air, relaxing in the night air. His eyes ran the heavens searching for the first stars as they came into sight. He gaze intent ont he sky he did not relize how much farther out he was than usual.
A blast of wind threw him off course and he landed on one of the rocky out crops looking to the skys and then the outlaying land. he frowned in consitration attemp to retrace his flight.
