“Why’d you get Mister Fallow to teach you to fight anyway?” Shortbeak paused at that, thoughts flashing in her mind of a dark night and a fire that burned away all the happiness in the world, and a cold, dark feeling deep within her that ached to be let loose, that felt like it was scratching at the walls to get out. She gave a small, faltering smile before swiping her sister closer to her under her wing.