Theme 79: Rise

[failegaidin]

Today's theme:

Rise1. Submit your drabble that fits this theme as a comment to this post. It should be between 100-300 words, if you go over/under a bit that's fine! If it's longer than say 400 words, I ask that you post on your journal or fanfiction.net and then submit the link to this post. If you find that your story is going to be very long (

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[rattyjol]

Fandom: Animorphs
Claim: Elfangor & family
Rating: G
Drabbles completed so far: 26/100

If there's one thing every Andalite aristh agrees on, it's that there's no better feeling than flying.

The kafit bird, with its twelve wings and extraordinarily light form, hardly needs to flap to keep aloft, soaring above the grazing fields and hala fala trees, as easy as shifting from one hoof to another.

The dome ships, so huge that the rumble of engines are hardly audible from aristh quarters, an enormous mass of metals and glass somehow rising smoothly from the planet's surface, breaking atmosphere to emerge into the blackness of real space. Z-space is less like flying and more like floating, but it's an incredible feat just the same.

The fighters, small and sleek and agile, darting from one end of a battle to the other with hardly a touch of the controls. Shredder beams arcing from the tail and Dracon beams singing its flanks, and though Andalites are screaming and burning and dying all around you it feels nothing but elegant, the way those fighters can move.

The Northern Harrier -- Circus cyaneus. Better than a kafit bird, better than a dome ship, better even, perhaps, than a fighter. Just two wings and two legs and so much sky. Soaring on the thermals, a red-tail by your side, and you only wish all those arisths who loved to fly could see you now.