Kiara ate as well. After she finished she took her bowl and plate and began to wash them. Her hair had stayed perfect even with all the flying, even fallen angels were as perfect as regular angels, she glanced at her now black and gold wings and sighed sadly. She missed the pure white of them, now that she was a fallen angel she could never go back to heaven. She'd constantly have to fight for her life from demons, that would soon grow very tedious, she began to wonder if she should just give herself up to the devil so she didn't have to go through the process of being hunted.