Tell him I'm not fucking scared of him {Open; Flight practice}

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    Okay. Okay. Okay. Here I go. I'm gonna fly and show daddy by the time he gets home. Sticking out her tongue in concentration, the cub was shaking her rump on a large rock, her weak wings flexing and flapping about as she got ready to jump off and try flying. Of course, she had tried this many times before, and the falls had given her a fair amount of bruises and grass marks that stood out against the lighter part of her fur. Eventually, she had gotten smart enough to find a pillow down for when she fell. With one last wiggle, she had jumped off only to make it a few inches of flight before face planting half onto the pillow and half off.


    Temperance had abandoned her nap inside to go outdoors and try to fly, but anyone could easily tell she had woken up from said nap because a stuffed bunny was next to the rock she was flying (falling) off of.

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    Not really new, since she had been born with them, but Temperance was admittedly weak with them. "I wanna make Michael proud!" She squeaked as she scrambled up back on top of the rock.

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    "Micheal will be proud of you no matter what." Lotus sighed; that's how parents worked... "Just don't over do it and hurt yourself."




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    [size=8]Curious, the dragon walked over as well. He could fly already, had had the skill for the past two moons. Of course, it came naturally to him. His sibling, on the other hand, had artificial, mutated wings. It must be difficult to learn how to fly with such a heavy body. Azrael would quietly watch as his sister plummeted to the ground again. [color=black]"Try getting a running start and catching the air underneath your wings," the seraphim would advise.

    "I-I won't!" She promised only to turn to her brother with a nod. Hopping down, the tigress cub started running only to get a few inches off the ground with a joyous shriek only to plummet back onto the ground and was sent tumbling.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 400px; font-family: andale mono; color: paleblue; font-size: 14pt;][hr][hr]She was going to give him a heart attack one of these days. The bobcat darted after the cub before leaping in front of the tumbling child and stood right in the way. He couldn't get mad since he knew she would try to learn how to fly one day.

    This tree is very furry. Rubbing her head, the half angel wiggled back only for her eyes to widen to the size of Jupiters moons as she saw that it wasn't a furry tree, but infact her father. "I-I'm sorry! I wa-wanted to be able-able to fly s-so I could show-show you by sup-supper." Temperance chirped with her face heated in embarssment.