Azelf seemed excited. As in, little-boy-excited. He seemed to have a sort of... excitable air around him.263Please respect copyright.PENANABT75tXk7A8
James smiled. He had never seen Azelf as excited as this before, ever, and made a mental note - Azelf likes things that relate to his past and childhood.
Growing rapidly tired of the walk they'd embarked on roughly 1 hour and 30 minutes ago, he unfurled his wings and leapt. He flew, high and free in the now orange-pink sky, before swooping low to pick a now screaming Heather up and carrying her into the sky with him.
She gripped onto him tightly - a bit too tightly for his liking - and shrieked.
"JAMES! PUT ME DOWN-!"
James chuckled, flying higher and desperately hoping Heather wouldn't get the sudden urge to hit him-
He felt a sudden blow to the shoulder.
"Ouch, that hurt..."
Heather stared at him madly.
"Don't pick me up without permission!" She replied in an adamant voice, before accidentally looking down and letting out another of probably many screams she was going to let out in the near foreseeable future. 263Please respect copyright.PENANAhdjDXYBDqn
Suddenly, James felt the presence of 3 other pairs of wings in the sky; one pair large and light grey, another pure white, and the third white with a hint of pink. Azelf, Antheia and Valentine.
"We will have to land and make a camp soon," Azelf said.
"Why?" James asked, still holding onto a screaming Heather.
Azelf looked grave all of a sudden.
"Reasons," he replied darkly. "Reasons."
ns13.59.84.174da2