William reached out a hand to gently touch the rough leathery wings. "I am William Santrael. Nice to meet you Ms. Ray." He said looking at the wings as he touched them. He liked the feel of them under his hands. "Why do you have wings?" He blurted out of nowhere.  He hoped she hadn't really heard the question. Although he really would like to know where they were from. He lifted his hand realizing he was still touching the wing, then his cheeks turned a slight pink.