[Thor..]Power inside of me [Sira]

[Xane;;]

Thor heard Sira crash through a bush, and he looked back to see her covered with leaves. He laughed, although he could see how desperate she was to figure out her new gift. Thor could understand that- when he was a pup, he had taken a good portion out of his day just fiddling around with his wings and tail. But now Thor was old enough to just let things happen in their own time, and although he thought no less of Sira for it, he wished that she would stop being so impatient. "Thor, how long did it take for you to get your wings to work like they do?" He resumed his walk, chuckling. "A good year, Sira," he replied. Learning to fly had many complications; you had to learn to take off, stay aloft, glide, ride the air currents, and land, among other things. However, Thor reckoned that learning to use some simple spikes would take much less time. WORD COUNT 212 NOTES Bleh LYRICS n/a

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[-sira-]

My heart still wishes for the love I lost.

A year? There was no way she would make it a year of practicing. Wings are much more complicated than spikes, so there was no doubt the time it will take to perfect them will defiantly be shorter. "well, there is no way I will wait a year to make these things work perfectly..." she turned her head and gave him a some what cocky, yet suave smile. Mostly for sarcasm and to lighten the mood. Even though it was already that way. 

The scents of familiar wolves began to grow stronger. They had been nearing the pack now. She wondered how the pack would react to her new power. Only time would be able to tell how long it will take for her to perfect her new power. But she knew it would only take a little time with plenty of practice.

But my mind is telling to follow the crosshairs.