[ Relief floods through her when she feels him move on her back and hears his words, and although she cannot respond with words returned, she gives another soft hoot. Loose petals swirl around Thoma, seemingly caressing him even as they glide through the air, and they carry with them the warmth of her sentiments: thank goodness I caught you.
With more snoyotes now having gathered below, Ori decides it best to get them back into town and make sure both egg and Thoma are alright. And so she flies them through the woods as smoothly as she can manage until they reach the center of town once more, leaving a trail of flamelike petals in her wake.
Once she finds a less crowded area of the town, her wings spread to their full span as she slows and carefully lands, then lowers herself so that Thoma can easily get his feet under him again. As soon as he does, though, her form is enveloped by light as she shifts back to herself. The moment that she can give voice to her words again, she says, ]
Are you alright? Did you get hurt or anything? Let me look—
[ as she's already fussing over him and trying to see if he has any injuries. ]
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With more snoyotes now having gathered below, Ori decides it best to get them back into town and make sure both egg and Thoma are alright. And so she flies them through the woods as smoothly as she can manage until they reach the center of town once more, leaving a trail of flamelike petals in her wake.
Once she finds a less crowded area of the town, her wings spread to their full span as she slows and carefully lands, then lowers herself so that Thoma can easily get his feet under him again. As soon as he does, though, her form is enveloped by light as she shifts back to herself. The moment that she can give voice to her words again, she says, ]
Are you alright? Did you get hurt or anything? Let me look—
[ as she's already fussing over him and trying to see if he has any injuries. ]