Damion
~The little Trouble Maker~
He nodded and hunched down, spreading his black wings out, his red eyes narrowed in concentration. He takes on a burst of speed and runs to the end of the branch, leaping off with as much force as his little legs can muster. Though, he fell immediately, wings flapping uselessly. Finally he just follows instructions and spreads his wings out, and about 5 feet before he hit the ground eh started gliding. "Yay!" He cheered, flapping a bit to keep himself up. But suddenly a tree is in his path and, unable to turn, he runs into it and falls to the ground on his back, black spots dancing in his vision. "Woooooaaaah..." He stands up and shakes himself off. "That was AWESOME!" He cheered, jumping up and down. "Can I do it again?!"
Hazel
~Matter over Mind~
She was a bit surprised he wanted to remain with her, but she shrugged it off and followed. Her ears were laid back, as they usually were, and she was constantly listening. Sometimes it was hard to distinguish the forest sounds from prey sounds or other wolves, but she managed most of the time.