the writing in the sky
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The scene was rich with fantasy. Hemming pretended he was the kite, its long tail flipping in the wind, his arms stretched out wide to collect the air. The kite was tethered, though, to his own earthly hands. It would be be better to be a bird, with no link to the earth except to lay your eggs. The male was a baby bird, waiting to find his wings, waiting to see the world from high above. There was a tinge of sadness brought by knowing it was highly unlikely he'd ever be unsupported in the air like that, but it was a pleasant daydream he quite enjoyed entertaining. The pleasure he drew from watching the kite overhead certainly blanketed the little bit of remorse.

His mind up in the sky, the wolf didn't even notice the scent, struggling upwind, of someone he would consider a friend, and didn't hear her either. It was only because the kite jerked a little that he moved his eyes at all, and she just barely entered his peripheral vision. Slightly startled, Hemming almost let go of the kite's tenuous connection to the earth. Recovering and clutching the string-wrapped stick tightly, he grinned widely when he realized who his visitor was. "Anu!" he exclaimed. "What's up?" After a second of hesitation, he took advantage of the situation and added almost hysterically, "My kite, that's what! No, really, how are you?" He continued to grin. Was the kite what had drawn her toward him? It certainly would be an odd thing to see hovering in the sky.

It would be wonderful to see a kite that was painted in all sorts of colors take the sky, or perhaps a kite that looked like a bird or some other animal. One day he would try to make some paints from the plants around AniWaya and spend a day experimenting with colors. Hemming was a bit rusty on his botany, but Dawali had mentioned he was a healer, so it was likely he would at least have a hunch about what plants would make good dyes. That would all require quite a bit of work, and for now Hemming was quite happy to watch his rye and wood colored kite flicker against the blue sky.

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