I'D LET YOU HAD I KNOWN IT —
She was tired of being landlocked. She was born with wings, two sets of them she might add, for a reason and that reason was not so that she could walk around with them all her life. Her last attempt had been when her uncle Polaris was still here in the veil. The pair of them ended up with virtually no progress that day with the exception of hovering off the ground for a second or two. Her pastel brows pulled together as she took a second to wonder upon the blind draconic tabby. Was he aright out there on his travels? She certainly hoped so. A low sigh fluttered from her jaws as she pushed herself to dainty paws. Her mouth felt dry as cotton as she looked over the edge of the spire. It was such a long way down, but she had climbed all the way up here and she was not keen on climbing all the way back down. With a steady breath Nautilus extended her leathery wings, lean muscles bunched in anticipation. After taking a second longer to psyche herself up she made a jump.
Wind whistled vigorously past her as she began to plummet towards the treeline, sea green eyes wide as she fumbled with what to do next. All of the instructions she'd read within her book went flying out the window as she continued to fall. During a moment of pure fear she made a split second decision to let go of her booksmarts and let instinct take over. Squeezing her eyes shut she felt her wings catch the current as they extended further, leaving her to soar and coast upon the wind. Tentatively she opened one eye and then another, feeling the gentle breeze against her ivory pelt rather than the harsh battering of before. A shaky sigh of relief came from her lips as she tested a downward flap of her wings and then decided to try a turn. The apprehension she wore upon her face before melted away, leaving behind glowing optimism. She was actually flying.
— WHY DON'T YOU SAY SO?