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He lagged behind, like always. It was as much habit as it was sulking, but his annoyance was soon slipping away as he felt the wind in his hair and the breeze through his feathers. His plan to keep a look out and pounce on the first woodland creature to wander out of the shade from the trees was quickly forgotten, distracted as he was by the feeling of flight. It was the same exhilaration every time, and it never got old.

Dizzy smiled to himself, following below and behind the rest of the Flock, eyes open but unseeing as he simply spread his arms out and let the rough scrubs he wore flap wildly against his skin. He followed the other’s dive on autopilot, but caught himself halfway through the motion as finally he noticed the city on the horizon.

It was... incomprehensible. Never had he felt so small as in that moment. He knew the world was big, but somehow the forest had seemed... more natural maybe. Now though, the forest they’d spent days traveling through felt impossibly small, and their rooms back at Chimera were even tinier. They could walk onto those paved streets, journey into that glass wilderness, and might never find their way out.

Then he remembered he could fly and laughed giddily, following through the rest of the dive and skidding to land haphazardly next to the others. He usually tripped or fell when he landed, half on purpose half because he couldn’t be bothered to land gracefully, but this time he stuck the landing... and caused an abrasively loud pop to ring it from his feet. For a moment he feared he’d broken his ankle, but the pain never came.

He looked to investigate, frowning with concern and lifting one foot. [color=fdc68a]”Oh, well that’s just fantastic isn’t it?”[/color] He muttered sarcastically, having managed to rip off the sole of his shoe. He didn’t even think before kicking it off, and then the other one hastily followed. He’d been meaning to ditch them ages ago, but they were probably the only thing saving his feet from severe dirt clumps between his toes. Oh well.

[color=fdc68a]”Hmm...”[/color] he considered, putting on his thinking face. He could probably just steal someone else’s shoes right? Right, he’d have to keep a watch out for a pair he liked. It was probably a good thing they came to the city first after all, and really he was tired of seeing Mal in that thin gown and wondering if she was freezing to death or not.

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