The winds whips at my whiskers as rainbows trail behind me. Puffy clouds zoom by us.

My brother, Tac, is beside me, smiling wildly. He is enjoying this as much as I am.

We get a bird's eye view of the summer countryside. The green trees, grass, and crop fields watch us from below.

They wish they were us.

I fly downward toward a nearby stream, Tac right behind me. Soon, we are inches above the cool water, skimming across the surface like dragonflies.

Tac soars in front of me, using his tail to splash some water into my face.

He laughs, so I laugh.

This is a beautiful day.

I wish I could remain frozen in time like this forever.

(Okay kind of a short one, but this is Nyan's memory of his first time flying. :P)