I watched Tina carefully from the sidelines as she sparred with Billy. She was probably the only one other than Nigel to truly put him through his paces. The reason was because she could fly.

I'm not a fan of flying in a craft, I tend to get airsick, but I was willing to bet that if I could actually fly then I wouldn't feel ill. I didn't when I free fell, this wouldn't be much different, more literally falling with style. I'd already looked through the Bergland books we got a couple of years back and I wasn't quite at the level where I supposed to be able to create and control limbs of ice. I couldn't even move while using psychic ice, but I wanted to try.

Call me picky, but I didn't want to use insect wings, I wanted feathered wings, but asking someone about that was difficult. So I was just watching Tina, seeing how she moved in the air, seeing her tactics to log away and use later.

Taboo looked over and rolled her eyes. "You and flying. You might as well go the Peter Pan route."

Think happy thoughts? Not sure that's really going to help me.

"Jackie! Sally! You're up!" Called Nigel and I was up to spar, but the idea of flying didn't leave.

I hadn't forgotten about flying by the time the Spring Equinox meeting rolled around. I'd complied a slightly more comprehensive overview of the events since Christmas, new Descendants, Descendant of Lupine/Pitch activity and some more on the Descendants of Mother Nature. Civil war was starting it seemed, but we didn't want to get involved just yet. Some other Descendant groups had gone suspiciously quiet as well.

We all rattled off our pieces in Bunnymund's Warren as usual. They were getting used to me, helped by when I agreed to go to the Tooth Palace on Toothiana's invitation. I still wasn't comfortable calling them by their nicknames, although Toothiana had managed to get me to do it with her.

Once we'd said our pieces the others started talking about general stuff. I was packing up my staff while Taboo was sniffing around. Bunnymund was watching her out of the corner of his eye, but she'd learnt the hard way not to mess with his eggs at this time of year. She was still had pink tinges behind the ears from that and Jack wasn't going to let me forget about it any time soon.

I would normally be calling her over by now, but there was something I wanted to ask Toothiana. As Bunnymund and Jack bantered and North and Sandy discussed Christmas ideas, I sidled up to Toothiana, a bit awkwardly.

"Hey."

"Hey Jackie!" Said Toothiana with her trademark enthusiasm. I was starting to get used to it, I think. She might have been toning it down for me.

"I was hoping I could ask you about something." I said, images of how Toothiana used to be a century or so ago. She had more bird like wings back in the day, so was one of the perfect people to ask.

"Fire away."

"Well, I was wondering if I could ask you about flying?"

"Flying?" Toothiana frowned slightly. "I can see why you asked me, but I'd thought you'd ask Jack."

"I can't fly like he can." I said with a shrug. "I've been reading some texts that suggest I could use ice to form wings, and I thought you'd be the best person to go to for some advice."

Toothiana's million watt smile was back and I was blinking back after images as she spoke.

"I'd love to help! Let's go sit down somewhere."

We moved over to a series of rocks and I sat down on one of them while Toothiana stopped hovering and slowly lowered herself down.

"So, what do you need to know?"

I opened my hands and concentrated, pulling and freezing the local airborne moisture to form a rough set of wings. They were small, about as long as my dagger.

"I was hoping you could help me with how each part works." A lot of the time I felt embarrassed when I needed to ask for help, but in this case I felt that in the pursuit of knowledge, it was better to ask someone with practical experience.

So Toothiana started talking me through the primaries, secondaries and covert feathers, how each of them worked and how they all came together as a functioning wing. Then, finally, how each wing worked in tandem with each other.

I practically absorbed the information, adjusting and changing the rough wings so that they were more accurate, functional. Obviously the wings I had now would not get me off the ground, in order to do that they'd need to be at least twice my height in length.

Once we were done I shrank them down and stowed them my pocket to study and experiment with later.

We went to join the others and Toothiana said. "You're welcome to come to Punjum Hy Loo any time if you want to go over it again." She had a soft smile as she said this.

I was under no illusion that Toothiana did actually want to get to know me, and was using this as an excuse to talk more. I wasn't sure I was ready for that. She was a nice person, don't get me wrong, it was just a little intimidating when I remembered her history.

"That's a generous offer. I'll think about it. Thanks."

Toothiana nodded, seeing that I wasn't going to give more on that. Her hand moved as if to pat me on the shoulder, but she remembered how much I disliked it, so withdrew.

"See you next meeting guys!" She called before disappearing down one Tunnel. I smiled and called out loud.

"Taboo! Time to go!"

"Aw." Jack complained. "We didn't get to talk more."

"You know where to find me." I added with a smirk as Taboo lumbered over one of the inclines.

"Kept out of trouble?" I asked her, and she nodded.

"Yeah, I found an elf."

"An, elf?" I asked, tilting my head to one side.

"Yeah. Dunno what he was doing down here, but he was up to being chased around."

"Is he still in one piece?"

"Yes! What do you take me for?"

"You probably don't want me to answer that question."

"Hey! I can play nice! Sometimes."

I chuckled while Bunnymund clearly didn't know what to think and nearly everyone else was struggling not to laugh. Although I think North was concerned as to why an elf was in the Warren.

"You'd better go then, before Bunny's brain explodes." Jack laughed, and Bunnymund scowled at him. I decided to heed that before it got ugly.

Taboo practically dragged her heels as we left, wanted to see the action unfold, however a look from me was enough to get her leave it.

"Shame, I wanted to watch the fireworks." She grumbled.

"Personally, I don't want to get in Bunnymund's way if he's ticked off."

"You don't know that he is."

"I'm not risking it."

"You're boring."

"I'm sure you'll survive."

I have a few things to say about this one.

The bits with the Descendants of Mother Nature I do not intend to elaborate on. I'm taking this from Darren Shan's 'Demonata' and I can't quote it exactly, but it basically says that even when the story ends, life keeps going. While Jackie's main story has ended, life for Descendants has not, and things will still happen. They just won't be novelised.

Next note is on Jackie's character, she likes to be control, specifically, in full control of herself, which is why she doesn't like people getting inside her head, figuratively and literally. That also means that she would to learn to fly her own way, rather than rely on someone else. It's a nice combined character trait and flaw in my opinion. Jackie is capable and independent, which can lead to her being too proud to accept help or not admitting that she needs it. This is a time when she overcomes that, but it isn't going away.