Maverick screamed at the Paragon, not appreciating her following him. He didn't understand why the Paragon was so fond of his human; a weak, sniveling brat who couldn't even get up the courage to speak properly. Still, it wasn't like he was going to kill the boy. Despicable though he was, Maverick didn't hate him enough for that. He stopped his wings and headed into a vertical dive that made Arien scream all over again. The human had enough sense, at least, to put his face against Maverick's shoulder. It was still horrible and he hated the touch, but at least his ears wouldn't be ringing. The pull of gravity tugged his human forward, rubbing his feathers the wrong way and threatening to slide right off of him. Again. Serve him right if it happened.
With a deft flick of his wings, Maverick leveled out a mere foot above the ground. The kid had stopped screaming just seconds before. Now his grip loosened and he slid off of the Garudor's back once more, this time tumbling a harmless twelve inches. Maverick soared upward again, leaving Arien feeling weak and distinctly sick. He swallowed hard, not daring to call to the Garudor quite yet. Instead, he tottered rather unstably toward the two women and the Sky Yonyuu, too shocked to consider his actions.
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