Don't Blink

   There was a stillness as the winged man padded along under the pale light of the moon. He could hear his own heartbeat in his ears with each delicate step. His paws pressed lightly into the earthy ground, nose twitching as he tested the scents in the air. The area seemed somewhat familiar and yet, at the same time, he couldn’t place why… He couldn’t remember much more than his own name, and unfortunately, his companions couldn’t shed too much more light on things other than the name of the continent they were on.

   Boreas…

   “It is a beautiful night,” Gavroche whispered softly. “Though… this fog seems to be getting even thicker… It’s making it hard to see what’s ahead…” The small male came to a stop, turning his head so that he could see his two companions resting between his wings. “You guys warm enough? Though spring has arrived the evenings can still be a little on the chilly side.”

   James gave a nod, cradling Jessie close as the tiny bat clung to his fur. “We’re fine, Gav.” He said. “Though I can’t help but wonder what has you up at this hour. It seems a bit… strange.”

   “I’m sorry.” Gav lowered his ears and glanced towards one of the trees. His ears lowered slightly and the winged male furrowed his brow. “I found I couldn’t rest… so I figured that walking around Boreas couldn’t hurt, right? There is a whole world out here… surely someone, somewhere, has an idea of who I am, or who I was…?” He thoughtfully lifted his head skyward.

   “...and maybe… Maybe I’ll find out something more…”