It was one of her first trips away from the tribe after waking changed, Mare not doe. Wings had stayed behind, more at home with the tribes moths, and Feathers came and went as the crane wanted. Sparkle was a constant companion though, one she was happy for as she traveled. Traveling was different with longer legs, and it went by so much faster than expected. Pausing at one point for a drink, she found herself laughing at Sparkle darting around trying to catch random things to eat. The little dragon never failed to bring a smile to her face with its antics.
