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[color=#e4e5e6]Flick remained on the ground to see to it that all the others made it up into the air. They'd come this far; he wasn't going to lose one of them because they were being stubborn. Flick then unfurled his wings. His wingspan was an impressive fourteen feet, built for strength and agility into one. His grey and white feathers caught the sun, the feeling of warmth soothing after the last few long, wet days. 

Flick was up in the air with a couple strong beats. He caught up to the others with little effort. His eyes did an automatic scan of the horizons. They had been very cautious of flying vehicles since their escape. At the first sight of a plane or helicopter, Flick had made everyone land and hunker down. As they closed in on the city, those things were bound to become more plentiful. 

It didn't take long to get there. By the time the flock had reached the outskirts, the sun was peaking over the tall buildings. Flick remembered seeing a city in real life for the first time; it had been amazing. Breathtaking. Intimidating. He knew the others were bound to be wary, as was he. 

"Land down in those trees there," He pointed to one of the last clumps of trees before the city began proper. It appeared to be part of a park, with lots of trees, bushes, and shrubs to hide behind. Flick banked down and took a dive towards the tree cover. The harpy eagle DNA in him allowed for the maneuverability to swoop into a forest and land on a dime. He came and touched down behind the truck of a large oak, then went about tucking his wings in as far as they would go. Luckily, unlike the birds they were modeled after, their wings could folder over several times. This allowed them to hide under clothes fairy easily. However, the gaping slits in the back of his scrub top was bound to get a few odd looks. [/color]