Nykyrian

Tayla awoke to the sound of movement around her, she sighed stretching. The long feathers of her wings brushed softly along her arms and back, tickling her slightly as she moved. She opened her eyes and saw Daren moving around the room packing various items into two duffle bags. Daren looked over when he heard her sigh, he smiled "good morning my angel" he walked over and sat on the edge of the bed "how do you feel?" She laughed "I told you I'm not an angel, and I feel great" she sat up and stretched fully; her wings stretched and pulled flaring out to their full span of twelve feet. She looked back at them when she was done and blushed Da