---POV Res---
I felt the soft warmth of my vibrant wings as they floated proudly behind me. They were glowing a firey red and I gasped before taking a breath and thinking cool thoughts. What did I just do?
Once I calmed down, the color changed, and I relaxed. Unfortunately, that pair of wings is fueled by hatred. Something that I’ve had more trouble keeping in check these days. The more I think about my egg doner, the more I feel myself slowly breaking down. I don’t even remember how long I had dozed off for, plunging myself deep into my thoughts, until it was too late. I guess I am extremely comfortable around everyone in this room...letting my guard down so easily though. I would never have lost control like this in other circumstances.
Now that they were back to their normal ice-wh
