Mumma certainly had a lot of things to say. Warden did his best to listen, but as she chattered on about wings, Warden found his attention drifting. He didn't have wings. Nope, just Wylan. That was the one thing that made them different from each other, at least in his eyes. The one thing that meant that he needed to be extra careful... Warden didn't have to be, though! He could be as un-careful as he wanted because he didn't have extra bones to break. Or at least, that was what he heard, as Halo explained just how careful his brother needed to be. Wylan had to be careful, Warden didn't. Excellent.
Listening to what Halo had to say about the practice falls was almost torture. He just wanted to jump! Jump and fall, jump and fall. Watching uncle Dread land in a heap was awfully funny, too. Only a half-step behind the older boy, Warden was ready to try for himself. He didn't think twice, didn't hesitate. Throwing himself off the platform into the leaf pile looked like fun! Moments later he realized it absolutely was fun, launching himself off. Right, launch himself and then go limp. Warden could do that. The pup only remembered at the last second to let himself go slack and wiggly. His first landing was a bit rough too, crashing down with an oof. Now he saw why Dread looked so silly.
But that was alright! He was already on his feet, ready to try again. Half trying to follow the lesson and half enjoying throwing himself into the leaf pile, Warden decided that today was a very good day.
