Tsubaa had transformed to his Fearow form, and sat next to Celeste after she had spoken to him. Skye was asleep nearby, covered in blankets.
She is quite lucky... Tsubasa agreed, glancing back at his single, black feather. Some of us have not been quite as fortunate to live a full, uncursed life.
His tone was slightly bitter, but he pushed it from his mind. He looked up at the sky, which was now beginning to cloud over with storm clouds.
***
Skye felt a drop of water on her head. She was really drained of energy, but she had enough to look up and see the storm clouds. Unable to do much, she huddled under her blankets, and closed her eyes tightly. She spied Tsubasa sitting with Celeste beforehand, and felt herself smile.
"It's about time he started talking to his own kind..." she said softly to herself, before drifting off to sleep again.