Arj stares as the human's wings vanish and reappear, just as his own did. He places the gem on the ground and removes his paw, and feels the emptiness at his back as they disappear. A paw on the gem... and they appear yet again.

"Don't think?" he says. Once, long ago, he'd watched the clear desert skies as a tiny clan of Air kiarr passed overhead, little winged shapes in the blue. It was the only time he'd ever seen the sky-going species, and sometimes he'd wondered what it was like to fly too. Now that the prospect was actually in reach, though, all he could think of was how hard the floor suddenly seemed to be.

She's watching you! a part of his mind hissed at him. Do something!

He spreads the wings and looks back over his shoulder. They don't look like they could support his weight, yet Celena didn't have any difficulty. So he gives them an experimental flutter. Leap with the wish? What am I here?

And yet, he finds himself airborne. It's a clumsy first flight, and he bounces and veers like a cub trying to learn to use their legs, but he's most definitely off the ground! He's aware of that for about a second before the wings suddenly lock up with surprise and he plummets. Thankfully it's not far, but enough to make him feel very sore when he picks himself up.

"Maybe I should have wished a little more?