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I had slid away from Cosette so I could practice my flight, but at the moment I was feeling tired. My wings were looking less fluffy, and the muscles were looking thicker. I began to do swift movements with my wings, flapping them up and down with a strong swipe. I would them fold them and snap them out repeatedly, seeing how fast I could go. I then began tilting them, imagining myself soaring over the ocean with the salty breeze in my face. My wing tips touched the ground before swinging back up, my eyes shifting from wing to wing like a squirrel jumping tree to tree.
When I heard the call of Cosette, a voice so familiar, I leaned to the side, kicking my legs from under me. I was propelled to the side, attempting to turn so I was facing sideways. I braced myself for impact, sticking my legs out to the soft ground. My hind legs came swiftly after my forelegs, and I burst into a swift gallop, as fast as my thin legs could manage.
I reached Cosette withing a few minutes, my body beginning to show signs of sweat. My small ears flickered forward, my amber eyes trailed down Cosette's familiar face to Caenan, the newest herd member. He was still a thing I couldn't trust. Ignoring Caenan, I spoke, "where..... Daddy?" I was the first to arrive, but at the moment, there was just Cosette, Caenan and me. Perhaps Corsair would be returning today, or maybe he had already returned, Cosette just wanted to tell us. But as I looked around, there was no sign of Corsair. "Daddy?" I gazed around questioningly, seeing no signs of my daddy.
I knew exactly where my mommy was though.
She was only twenty strides away from my cave where she always is. She never moves, in fact, she never breathes, eats, sleeps, or blinks. She can't. She's just bones and some bits of wrinkled tissue. Her wing bones fell down about a month ago, and the sand buried them. Her ribs caved in at the same time. Her flesh and innards had turned to dust long ago. But I still had four of her feathers, two woven into my mane and two woven into my tail. Her other feathers had blown away and had been buried by the sand.
Pushing the thoughts on mommy away, I smile at Cosette and begin forming words with my mind. I mold them, craft them within my small brain. Opening my mouth, I attempt to speak them. "W-what. weeee. doooingg?" The words did not come out perfectly, but at least they came out. My almost metallic eyes gazed at Cosette, searching for an answer. Was she announcing something? Stepping down? What was it? As I stood thinking, a brief breeze blew salty air through my hair, ruffling my feathers. There I stood, waiting for an answer.
"Talk talk talk."
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