Mires as his wings spread he feels his body become more hawk like by the second. His eyes narrow and he beats his wings of a twenty one foot wingspan and soars feeling the lightness of gaining altitude he thinks soon roller coasters will have nothing on me. Mires laughs at this thought and then a dark thought forces its way in. Are there others like me? I need to find out. like the hawk in him knew what he wanted it guided him towards the middle of the bonding between the two cities and dived right next to a staircase landing is not as easy as flying Mires smiles then walks down the stars.