***Ella***
Flying at dusk felt strange, but it was probably the safest time for me to do it. It always thrilled me, yet tonight was different.
This was my first time trying it since Chamonix, and now it felt effortless. I barely had to think about it—I was fast. Not the same kind of fast I was on foot, but fast enough to confuse the birds.
I was in the air because it was the next best thing to sitting on a rooftop, which is what I would usually be doing if we were at Exton. I didn’t feel unsafe here in the slightest, so I could have stayed on the ground with everyone else, but I was enjoying indulging in my own natural state.
Tonight was a full moon—my first one at the pack.
I spot Austin stepping out through the patio doors and immediately swoop down to land beside him.
"Dinner was
