Sawyer frowned at his own reflection; passing his hand over the smooth shiny surface before him. He found himself frowning a lot these days as he learned to cope with this new form. The growth had been an unexpected change; welcomed because he now felt like an equal to the others, and yet at the same time unwelcome, because he also had this new body to adjust to. Longer limbs, large wings, and a bristling tail that seemed to have a mind of its own. The thing seemed intent on tripping him up half of the time, and being completely useless the rest; he'd preferred it when it was a small, manageable, short thing. Ascetically pleasing and out of the way. It had been comforting then, but now it was just...troublesome.

Sawyer knew that the longer he stared the more irritable he'd become. His lengthy emerald colored braid twisting out behind him and jaw clenching tight as he turned away from his own image and purposefully sought out some other form of distraction. Anything would have done at that point.

There had to be something out there to do that would take his mind off of himself..and away from his other thoughts. Sawyer constantly found his mind wandering back to the day of Exons own change granted by Malachai, and the soft ominous words of their leader..creator? Talk of possible war and other things which had made no sense to him then, and made even less now.

He didn't know who he should talk to; if anyone. Maybe the problem had been dealt with already. Or maybe it'd only been something concerning the older generation that did not affect him? Sawyer's tail switched and curled lazily behind him. The tall luxia unconsciously glaring at the ground as he moved; lost in thought again and not paying much attention to where he was going..