It was quite the sight to see, on their days of rest, the four Archangels out and about from their garden with the little fledgling with them, or perhaps when they took her down to earth to see what there was to see down there. They stood very tall, the tallest angels that Heaven had to offer, and the fledgling was absolutely tiny compared to them. Their hands dwarfed hers and she could barely wrap her fingers around their whole palm so she just took to holding onto their fingers. She liked to ride on their backs, perch on their kip, or sit on their shoulders because up there she could see everything.