Although the morning had started out fairly decent..bright, and sunny with blue skies the day had progressed into something quite different. Standing at the edge of the meadow Mercy regarded the gathering storm clouds on the horizon. Already the wind had picked up enough to blow her mane and tail about in a completely irritating fashion and her feathers rustled on her wings - it would certainly make flying practice a bit more hazardous.
Not that it would stop her of course - Mercy was confident that she had learned enough in the last few weeks of practice that the storm winds wouldn't be too much of hindrance...though if she waited to much longer she wouldn't be able to fly at all today, she didn't trust herself enough to fly in an actual full blown storm quite yet. Shaking her head slightly and glancing around to make sure no one was around to fuss at her for it Mercy leapt into the air.