Nate grinned and hurried to their start before sprinting into the woods, he waited until he was a good distance and leaping over a fallen tree to shift into his wolf form. With a grin only befitting a wolf, he ran low and hard as he pushed himself to his limit, trying to beat his friend Aqua to the beach. He knew there was a chance he could, as small as it would be. The adrenaline surged through him, loving the feeling of the forest floor on the pads of his paws, wind in his fur and the smell of the salt water in his nose as he raced for it. A happy howl tore out of him as he went, close to the end of his ten minute head start.<br/><br/>Aella took slow and deep breaths before she opened her eyes to focus on Skyra, watching her as they were making their trip to whichever hospital they were going to. "My mother taught me to fly discreetly. She never took me on these crafts, she doesn't care for them. She's been around for..." she leaned forward to talk close to her ear "For over a Millennium." she leaned back, looking her over. "I could be wrong though and it might be longer. She's one of the oldest still around, I think. I never paid attention. I'm not the same as her, as you." she told her with a soft smile.