Celris nodded, and was struck with a thought,<span style="font-style: italic">I could see all of my brothers, if it's a romp within my own mind, right?</span>She smiled and leaned back in her seat, "Alright then. I'm sorry about Black...from what I knew of him he was a good man." She closed her eyes, smile still lingering on her face, "Will we know what it is we're supposed to do after this?<br/><br/>Oz examined the skies, the familiar-looking volcanoe, and at last his wings. The lights of his existence. He spread them experimentally and rejoiced at the shine of the silver metal. The whispering put him on guard, however, and he didn't dare take to the air, within an unfamiliar territory, with the sound of LowerBreed everywhere. Images surfaced in his mind, of the day he had been struck down, as if by the fist of some vengeful god, and the suspicions flared to life. Had it been a LowerBreed, or Higher?<br/>He examined the sign and without thinking about it too much, took the road marked 'Life'. It was the logical choice after all. Who didn't strive for life? Who walked into their death?<br/>He stroked the aluminum feathers as he walked, unable to keep his hands off of his wings, his power. His HighBreed status.