Jerrar followed her.<span style="color: #BF4000">"I think that's just an excuse, because you know you could never beat me!"</span>He teased knowing full well she would win, her sleek design allowing her for faster flight. He was built to soar high on currents for long periods of time. He could certainly out last her, but not out fly her.<br/><br/>Jerrar looked at her, his first real friend. His best friend. The kind that was constantly causing him to get hurt, but a friendship like this was worth fighting for. Perhaps the journey she was going on would provide a bit of a reward for all the times he was injured. You know, just to even out the good with the bad. At least this is what Jerrar hoped for, but whether the journey did reward them or not, he was content.