Nill follows behind, wings fluttering just enough to lift her and match Storm’s stride every few steps.

“I have not had the possessing of it very long... Some moons?” She reaches up to tug at the collar around her neck. “Most that are being like me had the capturing many, many moons ago, but I was doing the avoiding of it for time. Gèmtìs-Et is city of large, and I am being good at the sneaking."

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