13: Stars
When he flies he prefers to look ahead and up, keeping his gaze fixed on the stars above as the city falls away. They are so much brighter up here against the night with no other lights to get in the way, like diamonds against velvet. He is above the wispy clouds now, and the stars are brighter still with no clouds in the way. It is when he realizes the full moon hangs larger now and is ahead of him that he snaps out of his reverie. Just in time too as a streak of crimson darts past, obscuring the moon and turning to hover near him, wings beating at a slow, steady pace, just enough to stay relatively near. Satoshi matches his friend's movements easily; aided by that instinctive understanding the two of them had discovered how to reach two weeks after they had made the choice. For a while they fly together in companionable silence and then as the moon begins to sink towards the horizon they turn towards each other again. His friend tilts his head and an impression of 'we should probably land soon' comes across in a whisper light brush against his thoughts. No matter how many times they've 'spoken' like this it is still unnerving, but at these heights it's more practical that trying to speak aloud. 'Yes' he thinks back, 'we should.' A ripple of amusement, 'Race you back.' And his friend drops into a diving swoop, gaining speed as he turns back toward the city they had left so far behind. Satoshi flashes a quick grin and turns on a wingtip, chasing his friend from higher above as he tries something new, forcing magic into every feather on his wings. It worked, he is picking up speed faster than usual, ahead and above of Daisuke now he dives past his friend, zipping past the startled red blur as his wings start to sting from the magic. He stops boosting his flight (he was using the way that their feathers can be charged to zip through things like knives on the feathers on his wings) and twists midair, flashing a triumphant grin at his friend before corkscrewing in a dive back to the town.