Don't throw out my legos

He let his wings drop lower, inadvertently shielding the branch from view, and stretching out his paws in front him. The image of a content tree-cat. If such a cat was also winged, and shaped like a wolf. And unusually coloured.

“You knew Natha from before, where did you guys meet?” he asked, curiously. He didn’t know much about Tam from before she had joined. She knew his mother had invited her into the pack, and that because of Zee’s love of Tam, Sirius had welcomed her with open arms. From there, her own merit had seen her climbing the ranks of the Armada with swiftness.

“Did you wish you had the right tools to climb? You get some pretty wicked views from these heights. And, of course, the greatest bonus of all. Leaping at wolves from above.”