Sol was third up, he looked with displeasure but did the same as his mother. Spreading out his wings, rearing back, he jumped off the mountain. He had a smile in his eyes as he glided down. He flapped his wings to catch up to Mother.
Hershel clenched his fists, he wanted to call her dense and tell her she had a thick skull but he just sighed. "Alright then." he walked into the town and saw many people walking around the small city. He looked around and "Where should we eat?"