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Every day there was a little more hide to scrub and oil. "I'm going to end up needing a bigger brush if you keep this up," Aryale complained, jokingly and entirely out of love, to Yaguareth who was obediently holding up a wing so that she could use one of the smaller handbrushes to work around the shoulder joint. Ah, how big and strong those muscles were starting to get now with every venture into the sky. Soon they would both go. The thought made Aryale's stomach twist with excitement.

We will be ready, Yaguareth may have spoken calmly, but her own excitement was palatable to Aryale who just scrunched up her face in a grin at her. They wouldn't be the only ones ready, of course. The whole family had been hard at work, and Yaguareth had not been blind to their progress either. For example - Saheth - how are you and yours feeling about taking to the sky together? she reached out, certain there would be a similar feeling of confidence.

Not that Aryale needed anybody to be excited with.

Yaguareth was happy to bask in her brother's good mood, rumbling pleasantly at Saheth's confidence. As we all should be - there is nothing to fear with our own wings to support us, she spread her own wingspan in emphasis for her words - earning a small thump from Aryale who needed the wing she'd been working under moved back to it's previous position.

"You've kept his hide real pretty," Aryale called out to Kallian, pausing in her own task to look at Saheth. He was big - bigger than Yaguareth - and built in a way that reminded her fondly of her own green. What was there not to find pleasing about him? "Are you ready to fly?" certainly, Yaguareth had consulted with her brother, but Aryale wanted to hear it from the young man himself.