
Able stretched out his wings in the soft moonlight. He blinked slowly before getting into a sitting position his long whiskers trailed below him. His dark wings made a small scrapping noise on the stone he had been laying on. His long golden nails clicked as he gazed up at the waning moon. His tail wrapped around his forepaws hiding the golden bands on his forelegs. The soft night breeze made his white fur ripple from his perch on the cliff face. He wondered where his friend had gone off too. Violet was a kind coeurl with an affinity for the earth. She was a strange one that was certain. Perhaps it was because the earth and the air were so different. Did the element a coeurl have a bond with affect their personality? It may not but it was an interesting line of thought.

Aura was taking a stroll in the moonlight. The night air always felt better to her and tonight was no exception. The moon wasn't bright, but the air let her know which animals were around. A soft clicking was brought to her attention. Curious, Aura walked towards the sound.