It hurt. The only thing he could feel was intense pain. It felt like his body was being ripped apart atom by atom. Then it stopped, and he was several hundred feet of the ground. He was dimly aware of the dark blue streak, racing to catch him. It pulled up alongside him.

"Grab ahold." It commanded him in a gruff voice. He grabbed it's fur as hard as he could (fur? If it's flying, shouldn't it have feathers? Then again, it did talk to him).

It pulled sharply out of the dive. He nearly slipped off it. He saw it better now that they were out of the clouds. It was a large cat, a lot larger than a lion, but it had large (no, Huge!) wings. It went through another series of sharp dives, and barrel rolls, and other aerial maneuvers.

"Would you catch me if I fell again?" Kai asked.
"No." The creature said simply.
"Well then, could you please cut out the spins and stuff?"
"Sure."
"By the way, what are you, if it's not offensive?" He asked quietly.
"The Oracles really have picked a foreigner this time. I am a Nekoru, a cat-dragon. We are the pride of the skies. I am Hasaki, Blue-Thunder.