Ahhhh!!!

Her son offered up his fear again, hoping he was not becoming a bird and Zee tried to smile at him. "It'll all be okay." She told him, accepting his promise and deciding perhaps while he was maddened by pain he couldn't grasp the concept that he was one-hundred-percent a wolf. Iolaire' chimed in with her own thoughts, and Zee nodded in response. "Yes, one day all will envy your wings. They will be decorations to end all decorations." She wasn't sure if ever a wolf had been born with wings before, but she was exceptionally proud that her son might be the first.

Iolaire seemed relaxed enough and Zee watched her quietly while she worked. If Sirius' sister was not stressed, surely that meant there was little reason for Zee to stress as well. It was hard to convince herself of it however, and while she kept a brave face her heart still pounded hard in her chest. First Asla nearly taken by the ocean, now Mort had narrowly dodged death. They were very lucky the cliff was not taller, as she wasn't sure if it extra high might have swayed the pup who wanted to fly. "His wings, should we bind them?" She asked Iolaire softly. The question served two purposes - one, because from the way the feathers ruffled and how he held himself she could see he'd hurt his wing in the fall. The other being so that he could not have the opportunity to attempt his flight again. She never wanted to bubble wrap her children, but it was beginning to be hard to ignore how accident prone they were.