"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
They flew for a bit. It felt like an eternity to him, though he knew it couldn't have been too long in reality. He desperately wished that they would land; rather than become more comfortable with their arrangement, he had become increasingly more terrified. Then he started to make out a shape down below, and he gestured at it with one shaking hand.
She looks down with a frown. "I...don't know." The eagle banks, circling lower so they can get a better look.
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
He craned his neck around Rowan to see what it was, but he still struggled to make out what it was. Human eyesight just wasn't as good as some of the avian forms he had taken in the past. He looked back at her; he suspected that she would be the one to see it first.
Spoiler! :
I was thinking he could have seen what they were looking for, if that works for you! Since it's your roleplay, I don't want to ruin the ideas you have planned for it.
I have literally planned nothing, I'm just improvising this whole thing lol, so feel free to throw in whatever you like
"It's...moving?"
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
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