Her attempts at flying in her transformed form had garnered success in these last few sessions. She’d learned how to angle her wings and let the wind catch in her feathers, how to maneuver her body to allow herself to glide from side to side and to land without crashing. It was exhilarating--she’d never liked flying on broomsticks but this was entirely different, and though she was still very much afraid she had to reason with herself that she could not stop now.