Tylisia awoke from her long sleep, and glanced around for Sanga. The day of the flight trip that all the younger owls-in-training went on had finally come. Tylisia's wings twitched in excitement, as if they couldn't wait to soar and feel the gentle breeze beneath them. Tylisia preened them for a few minutes, then leaped from her roosting branch and glided to the center of the tree where everyone else was waiting.
"It's almost time to go, Tylisia! Are you ready? Bye, Meria. Do you need anything?" She tried to hurry getting ready so she could stay with Meria for awhile.