Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-28358106-20180404155958

It's not in Tirush's nature to torture. But it IS in her nature to play with her prey. In this case, the prey is still alive.

Without another word, she leaps on top of the lord, her talons closing and grabbing his legs. In the same motion she springs into the air, her wings pumping furiously, carrying him up.

Rapidly they gain altitude, and within seconds they are hundreds of feet in the air. In half a minute they're at a thousand, the mighty pine trees below mere green twigs on the carpeted earth. It is here that she begins to mess with him.

She flies high, gaining rapidly. Then, without warning, she lets him go at a lurch, tossing him into a lazy arc, where he tumbles helplessly through the air. Then, on the downfall, she falls with him, catching him and swooping into a glide, then gaining altitude again.

She does this several times, until, the lord notices, they are thousands of feet up. Close enough to the cloud banks, even.

"How do you like flight, little lordling? Not well, I think to myself, because you have no power," she shouts, over the rushing wind. "Do you also think that you will not heal, now without your power? Do you think so?"