If there was one thing, they were all coming to find, about their beloved fledgling friend it was her ability to make them all choke on a breath at the most random of times.

Raphael was first to experience it, as he sat against the trunk of a fruiting peach tree, the shuffle of branches moved above him as little feet climbed around from branch to branch and sometimes, he would catch the peek of little fingers reaching out for the ripened fruits from within the wall of green leaves.

He closed his book as the sun drifted towards the west, tucking it into his side, he stood and dusted himself off as he prepared to make their way back to the villa. Eyes peering up into the thick green he sought out the dark blob of his fledgling companion.

"Little bear, come down now, it's time to go."

"Okay Rapha!"

He swore under his breath when, from a branch nearest to the top, the little fledgling appeared, and she jumped from the safety of the branch she had perched herself on. He rushed forward, arms stretched to catch her, and catch her he did, with perhaps a few decades shaved off his life.

"What on earth were you thinking jumping like that!"

She giggled up at him, "It was like I was flyin!"

"More like falling." he cradled her closer as he turned them around, trying to get the beating of his heart to calm itself, glaring playfully down to her when she made a joke about scaring him like she had. "You've just taken decades off my life."

"You look like it!"

"You little-!"

She had startled Michael and Nisroc at the same time, during training, one of those days she was not technically meant to be there but had refused to be put down and thus was given to Titus to watch over while they trained the graduating classes how to fight defensively with their grace.

One had gotten too close to the Power Captains face, when she managed to escape from the other arms, and ducked under Haniel when he turned to catch her, under Michael's arm to his surprise at her sudden appearance, and his eyes widened as she darted forward fearlessly.

Graces clashed together, Nisroc stood to his knees after being hit harshly in the chest, and his eyes widened as the fledgling ran as fast as she could at the warrior that had managed the hit.

Her little first was glowing, white and blue and purple, like the creation of a star in the night sky. The light trailed behind her arm, similar to the tail of a shooting star across the dark skies, and she landed a solid punch to his lower gut. The warrior yelled as he was thrown backwards and landed some feet away in a heap. Heads spun to stare at the fledgling in awe, her little fist still glowing, the light dripping from it light illuminated stardust.

"Damn."

No one is sure who said it, and they quickly dispersed backwards when the Archangel and Captain both converged on the little fledgling, one wrapping a hand around her glowing hand while the other looked her over for injury.

Nisroc was the one to break the silence "What in Father's Holy Name were you thinking!"

"No one gets to hit you but me!"

The Archangel stepped back as the Captain scooped her up, pressing her tightly to his chest, "You think you get to hit me?"

"Duh."

Zaveriel found it absolutely hilarious when the Messenger nearly shrieked when the tiny fledgling dove off the edge of one of the high ledges in the Aerie, and how he ran forward to dive after her. His eyes were wide with horror as he looked over the edge and yelled out angrily, waving his fist in the air, when he saw Nathanael and Brachial holding her up by the arms.

Lucifer chased after her, through the stone street, down the Axis, through the gate to their Villa and into the home. Three sets of eyes turned to watch as the fledgling appeared first, bending over on herself, little hands clasped to her knees as she huffed in breath after breath. The sound of heavy boot falls hit the outer wooden porch and she giggled frantically between huffed breaths, running forward and away from the hand that had tried to snag her up, darting to hide behind Michael at the table.

The elder archangel leaned back in his chair, feeling the small hands clasp onto his shoulders, and the fuzz from the braids rub against his cheek as she rested her chin on his shoulder.

"What happened, brother?"

"Scared a thousand years off my life it what! And that little spaz of a messenger is in on it too Gabe! I swear to Dad!" he pointed a finger at the fledgling in a playfully threatening manner "Don't forget whose room you sleep in at night, little beast. I can wait patiently."

"I'm gonna sleep with Mika tonight!"

"Oh yea, you think you're safe with him, don't you?"

She stuck her tongue out and the others chuckled at their banter. Michael looked between the two of them and felt as though he was going to regret asking.

"What happened?"