It was a rare moment, when the twins were where they ought to be, when Zero was at home, and Gaucho and Mesec were nowhere to be found, that Ampere was truly and fully alone.
"SQUAWK!"

Shit.
That's right, she'd never get that freedom ever again.

A blue eye slid to the corner of her dark face, watching with no lack of scorn as the green bird chattered to himself as he dug into a fresh berry. He flicked his beak back and forth as he ate, before discarding half of the morsel he'd just been savoring with a careless disinterest that continually confounded her.
That eye blinked shut as a spray of berry shrapnel sailed and splattered against her cheek, which elicited a raucous chatter from the devilish parrot. It wasn't on purpose, but it felt like it.

Disgruntled Ampere shoved off from the sands, doing her best to out fly the parrot as she launched into the skies, hoping at the very least the howl of the wind against her ears might sound like silence and loneliness again. It did, for a moment, until a streak of orange color buzzed behind her eyes. She would have closed them tight, but she knew that wouldn't help; seemed to intensify the bond if anything. Like her shadow, there was no escaping this bird. So the pair flew in relative silence, Kygo too busy keeping up to pester, so in the wake of his assumed kindness Ampere's thoughts drifted. Like the tide her ideas ebbed and flowed across her consciousness, scattering granules of memories as it went, tugging her and pushing her this way and that way with each beat of her heart. Like the firm beach her issues stood resilient, carved out slowly with time, but sturdy enough to remain unmoved by most accounts. Gaucho the high tide roared as pale foam came tumbling from the weaves and crawled like veins up the sand. Mesec the receding tide whispered as it pulled away back into the depths, taking tumbling shells with it into the unknown darkness.

Suddenly the ocean wasn't as soothing to Ampere any more.

Another streak of brilliant orange ended her momentary peace anyway. Actually thankful for a distraction from that endless battle with herself, Ampere left the beach of her mind, looking for the conure as he trailed after her. He shot past her like a screaming bullet, shrieking as he overshot and then looped around. "Show me!" she called to him, grateful for the noise; the silence had been suffocating.
Always happy to lead, Kygo set out the way they'd come, trilling happily when he found the smoke below once more. Curious, Ampere angled herself in lower, circling even as she recognized Shida (who given her magic, was not uncommont o find with smoke), and Morrigan.

Gliding in low Ampere landed with a ruffle of feathers and a whisper of sand. Kygo, less quiet than even Ampere, trumpeted greetings to the horses and their companions as he flew swift circles just above their heads. "Preparing for Frostfall?" Ampere asked with a simper as she turned towards the group, sniffing at the smoke and the aroma it set off. She wanted to say, "so this is what you do instead of spar", but she had enough battles to fight right now without picking one with Shida. Plus she wasn't gladiator any more, this was Einarr's problem now. Anyway, they all deserved respite from their duties.

Ampere had thought she'd wanted to be alone, but she gladly joined this company, however unusual it was.