Flying my way...

[lapis_waltz]

Who: Lenalee lapis_waltz , Ken looktoheaven , perhaps more later.
What: Searching for freedom
When: Afternoon/early evening, late in the animal event
Where: Outside the village
Summary: Lenalee sees this as a great opportunity to see how far away one can get, and what she can find. She doesn't know it, but she's being followed...
Rating: PG-ish. Lenalee's not one

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[looktoheaven]

Though what Lenalee didn't know was that someone had been watching. Ken had been circling the village at high altitude, high enough that he thought he might be able to touch the clouds if he tried. He banked to match Lenalee's direction, starting a shallowly angled descent that would let him catch up to her without much working of his wings.

"Lenalee!" he called out as he came alongside her, still higher up but not by much.

[lapis_waltz]

Lenalee nearly fell into a dive, hearing her name like that. She recognized the voice, at least, if not the shape of the bird tailing her.

Ken. Daisya said he'd talked to you. ...I'm going, whether he's worried or not.

[looktoheaven]

"Wasn't gonna try an' stop you, and he didn't ask me to either. He just asked me to go with you."

Ken adjusted his tail and wings, dropping to fly beside her.

"It's less work if you get altitude and coast," Ken offered. "We can go farther if we don't wear ourselves out right away."

[lapis_waltz]

I'm going as far as I can, no matter how tired I get.

Still, she rose, gaining enough altitude to turn her flight into a series of long glides. Lenalee had grown accustomed to a falcon's sharp vision, but even with that all she could see in any direction was forest. She knew the mountains were behind her, but the sheer expanse of trees below her was a little disconcerting.

Could a group of people ever attempt what they were about to do?

[looktoheaven]

If they did, it would have to be a full-blown expedition. Ken scanned the trees below, and aside from animals and the occasional break in the trees, he couldn't see anything that might be a way out--no roads, no rivers, and like hell they were going to be lucky enough to be near the ocean.

"I'll be right there with you," Ken said, finding an updraft that would get him enough height for a good long glide.