[Fayt wasn't even sure how he was going to figure out how to get a shirt on this morning, with wings this big. His immediate focus was on getting his wing out of the window first.
Relax, huh? That was pretty obvious, but he wasn't even that used to the regular, smaller wings.] I'll try. They moved before, so maybe.... [He focuses on willing the wings to extend, remembering how they'd simply reacted to his desire to stretch, and they do extend.
except that means the one not in the window does, too, and it's snapping into Cliff's face.]
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Relax, huh? That was pretty obvious, but he wasn't even that used to the regular, smaller wings.] I'll try. They moved before, so maybe.... [He focuses on willing the wings to extend, remembering how they'd simply reacted to his desire to stretch, and they do extend.
except that means the one not in the window does, too, and it's snapping into Cliff's face.]