These are not the flight lessons I ordered!

This was her kind of place. The misty forest was beautiful, ethereal, dangerous. Dusk, being Dusk... she loved it. Her dark form and long smokey tail melded with her surroundings, eating up her form until she became one with the woods. The girl wondered if her parents would let her move here when she was older. She really, really liked it.

With Whisper attached firmly to her tail, Dusk felt no fear. Any creature that came upon her would taste the burning lash of the cat-o-nine's that were just another extension of her body. With as much practice as she'd been doing, Dusk had been surprised to realize that she had more and more control over her tail. It almost felt like a fifth limb. None of her other family could do such a thing and it made the girl feel quite special.

As Dusk moved through the forest, taking this path and that, she heard crashing from up above. All senses were on alert and the obsidian girl squared her body, ready to fight. It didn't seem as though fighting was necessary, however. With a thump, a small, winged body landed right before her. Russet, cream, black and brown... feathers? Was it a bird? An owl maybe? When the wings moved though, the girl's fire opal eyes blinked as they looked upon a tiny wolf pup. A wolf with wings.

Cries of pain and panic left the pup and, Dusk being Dusk, wasted no time in moving forward to scoop the little multi-colored puffball against her chest. "Shh, shh... it's okay. You're safe with me." She attempted to calm the boy before looking up through the misty trees. She could just barely make out a nest and a screaming raptor. It had almost begun to work its way down as though to fetch the boy, but seeing the larger wolf, it decided that it wasn't worth it.

"What's your name? I'm Dusk." She raised one dark paw to wipe the tears away from his face. "Where did you come from?" She had to know how to get him home. If he had a home. If not... maybe her parents would let her keep him.

"Dusk Carpathius"