"Where did you come from?" my other passenger demands. "Why are you looking at me like that? Stay away from me old man!"
I chuckle inwardly, knowing the elf can hear it, as I picture the shade of my father hitting on the ornery elf.
Another growl in front of me reminds me of what I'd been doing a moment before, and I meet Blue's large eyes for a moment before shoving hard off the ground, wings tucked tightly to my body. As soon as I reach the apex of my leap, I unfurl my thick leathery wings, and slowly, gently, flap them up and down on a three-count. I can feel the air catch beneath them, and even though I wobble a little bit, I stay aloft. Another careful movement of my wings and I actually rise a little bit.