Go the Distance

Wylans tail increased in speed behind him when the other wolf leaned down and responded. The Armada wolf was glad the stranger didn’t feel he was intruding. In fact, he was immediately welcoming. “I was born with them” Wylan explained, accustomed to the question.

He went around to the lowest letch, and hopped up easily. His difficulties came more with how little room he had. He was a large wolf, so he had to be careful not to tip too far in either direction. He flared his wings to give him a little extra balance as he made another hop. “They’re too heavy to fly. But sometimes when I jump, it feels like I'm gliding!” he said helpfully “I’m Wylan”


"Wylan Fatalis"