Walrus hovered in the air for a moment, suddenly feeling two times heavier, like her wings couldn't support her anymore. She started at the faraway shape of Reva, which was becoming less visible by the second, with her jaw dropped open.Reva wheeled around spitting, "Ha. And how can you help? Do they even expect hybrids in the Ice Kingdom?" She flew on, expecting the IceWing to follow.
She knows. She realized, staring down miserably at her bioluminescent scales and thick tail. It was pretty obvious that she was a hybrid, now that she thought about it. Of course Reva would notice. What did it matter anyway, if she was a hybrid? And plus... Reva looked a bit like a hybrid herself.
Walrus looked up at the now-almost-unidentifiable shape of the RainWing. Would Queen Owl kill her? It didn't sound like something she would do, but her guards might.
Or... would she kill Queen Owl, if she denied to helping the rainforest?
On the first talon, Reva was right. How would Walrus help? What could she do, really?
On the second talon, though, it didn't hurt to follow. And what if she could be of help. And if Reva was a SeaWing hybrid, like Walrus suspected, shouldn't she help her own tribe, if she could? Or help Queen Owl, if she had to. Realizing how far behind she was, she angled her wings to catch a gust of wind and glided after Reva.