materials to add to my wrists

Zephyrus had decided quite easily that he enjoyed the nighttime almost as much as he did the day. Sure, it was easier to navigate when you could see where you were going and could distinguish direction from the sun and shadow, but the moon and the stars blanketed Auster in what was like another world. First the shimmering shore, and now this odd glowing set of stones. Zephyr had been drawn toward them on a moon-light flight, catching sight of their glow in the distance, and now was ready for round two of collect-shiny-things-for-mother.

He crossed the plains with the speed of a falcon, whooshing atop the stranger's head and landing firmly upon one of the shorter stones, grinning down at the man who had been arriving before him. "Beat you!" He called out, extending his massive wings and posing proudly atop his glowing stone.