Holding Nadya's hand gently, Eryc let his own wings unfold so he could fly a little with her. His own wings were pure white and feathered, glistening in the sunlight as they stretched to the length of his arms. "You are doing well, Nadya, already flying a little." Eryc was very impressed, and his tone of voice showed it. Flapping twice, Eryc raised off the ground and gently led her along onto a path leading down towards the palace, pointing out plant life and the animals that were beneath him.