Finally, after what had seemed like a whole month, a week had passed since Tylisia's encounter with the Pure Ones.
Tylisia stood at the entrance of the hospital nest and inhaled the sweet pine aroma from the fir trees in the forest, along with a hint of dry leaves and crisp autumn air. She stretched out her wings a couple times, then just stood with her eyes closed, basking in the warm sunlight that was piercing through the tree foliage. After much healing had been put into her injured wing, and after much longing and impatience, Nurse Hoperich and Nurse Netricia had carefully inspected her wing and stated that it looked like it was perfectly healed and ready to be used for flying again. "But don't go crazy and use them too much, dear. It's always best to be safe rather than sorry." Nurse Hoperich had said to her, fixing her with a serious gaze. Tylisia nodded and assured her that she would only go on easy flights for hunting and other things, but she wouldn't be too hard on her wings for a little while, just as she said. As much as Tylisia had been yearning to fly all week, she definitely didn't want to make the wrong decision by flying too much too early and then have to go through it all over again for an even longer period of time. And so, as she stood at the entrance, ready to take off into the air, ready to feel the air beneath her wings once again...She kept in mind what Nurse Hoperich had cautioned her about.
Tylisia opened her large, golden eyes and looked around. She stretched her wings in anticipation again, then refolded back tightly against her side. She preened her feathers a bit, then stretched her wings the same way she had been doing all over again. Finally, when a slight gust of wind drifted in, she spread out her wings. The breeze caught under them and lifted her up, and she pushed off from the entrance and into the air. The wind surged beneath her, sending her higher and higher until she was clear of the tree tops. The familiar feeling of flight returned to her and she flapped her wings several times to go higher, yet she mostly stuck to gliding on the wind. She laughed in pure happiness and did a quick loop in the air, then hovered for a minute, surveying the ground beneath her. What a marvelous sight! Tylisia thought to herself as she gazed in wonder upon the scene below her. She had nearly forgotten the breathtaking beauty of the autumn season and how fun it was to fly above the orange, red, yellow, and brown leaves on the trees and to see them scattered on the ground, like warm colors of paint splattered spontaneous upon a dark green canvas. She was grateful that her wing had healed in time to marvel at the amazing scene before her.
I'll be back on tonight though
