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[katyafeline]

Bizarrely, despite months of being a night owl in the bar, Katya has almost resumed a 'normal' human sleep cycle. Still, she wakes up in the early morning hours most days before the sun has bothered to show up, and spends the hours watching the sleepy peaceful world through the window.

One of those mornings, she feels that with a new world, and a new (and possibly, scarily Watchless) reality, she needs... a little more newness.

One hopes that Skellig isn't too easily spooked.

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He was almost able to fly yesterday. Almost. It had been so close, but when he had tested the idea, the effort was too much.

'Tomorrow,', he had said.

That was hours ago.

Skellig wakes with the first hint of dawn in the sky, and shifts on the blanket pile (it has been improved over the last few days, more of a proper bed now with a large heap of dried grasses beneath the bottom blanket) to stretch his wings out.

He catches sight of her, and stops.

(She'll be able to feel him throw up a line of defense, just in case, before reaching out to sense the aura around her.)