RP of Randomness

It was an early morning of a midsummer day. A sky blue wolfbat utilized his formidable, cobalt blue bat wings to traverse the vast skies. He occasionally gave them a flap to keep his altitude leveled. He flew above a seemingly infinite grassland. The grass swayed like an endless wave of green as the cool air flowed, bringing a fresh and crisp scent to the hybrid's keen nostrils.

This was his daily routine for Twilight the Lycalo for the last two and a half years. Not only did this keep his wings strong like they were, but it represented his freedom. Every single night he would be cooped up like an animal in a cage, deathly worried the Nightmare would return. Had it not been for his discovery two and a half years ago, that monster’s rampage would have no end. But now was the time he was free, to travel the world as his heart pleased. The wind brushing past his face refreshed him and kept his mind clear. Feeling the Sun's rays filled his body with warmth and comfort.

He had been flying for almost an hour and his wings began to ache. His golden eyes scanned the ground to search for a place to rest. A lone tree caught his attention and he swooped down. He landed with a roll and proceeded to lay down in the shade. His body was completely sprawled out. His wings, arms and legs were fully outstretched and his long shaggy wolf tail rested to his side to prevent him from lying fully on it. He laced his fingers behind his head and sighed deeply, sinking into the grass in heavy relaxation.