45 Flight
He pities humans, he realizes one night, they can't know the sky and the lift of the winds, or the sight of the world from so high above the ground. And then he realizes that he had just thought humans as if he isn't one, which while technically true now is frightening that he thinks that way. He wonders when he began to think that way, but then comes an insistent brush against his mind 'why sad partner? Concern, affection. Play? Our time of freedom not for moping. This last was gently chiding. He shakes off his reverie and turns easily, circling higher to catch his friend.
46 Memory
He remembers pain from the white wings tearing through his shoulders, and taunts from the sharp, agile mind that had shadowed his own, looming, ready to pounce at any sign of weakness. Now he can form wings of his own with a thought and there is no pain, only a slight tingle, and he spends every sleeping hour with Krad who had shadowed his mind, now a good friend and someone he might be willing to call family.