The Roof; Friday Night.

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It was chilly out, but it had also been a while since Setsuna had her wings out, and they were being a little troublesome today. Sitting on the edge of the roof, she looked out and up slightly into the sky, as if planning a possible route to loop around in before, with a little push, shoving herself off, letting her stomach feel the effects of the drop before giving her wings a powerful push against the cold air, straightening her body as she sharply rose back up. A good distance from the roof, she did a little loop, back up, then a swoop down, imagining herself almost like a hawk decending on her prey, and then smiling softly. Flying was far too much fun for how little she did it.


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