Myth was slowly flapping his wings as he flew on the gentle air currents, he was happy, alone. Until he saw something unusual on the ground below. Deciding to investigate he drew in his wings, and began a gentle dive. Landing near the group he caught some of their conversation, the boy was angry, the girl speaking in dutch, and the other girl talking about auditioning for a play.
Allowing his wings to sink back into his flesh, Myth walked over to the group. He was wearing sneakers, and a pair of shorts, and his naked torso was barely heaving from his exercises.
"Hello, what is going on here... I though a fight was going to break out. You weren't trying to fly were you... cause you failed miserably."
Allowing his wings to sink back into his flesh, Myth walked over to the group. He was wearing sneakers, and a pair of shorts, and his naked torso was barely heaving from his exercises.
"Hello, what is going on here... I though a fight was going to break out. You weren't trying to fly were you... cause you failed miserably."