Nimbus gave her side a more forceful kick and Stormy finally pulled herself off the ground and into flight. The action seemed trivial for her, despite how much strength it actually took. To her, flying was just like walking. Though she preferred to be lazy and not do either if she could get away with it.
“Finally,” Nimbus muttered to himself. He pushed forward to guide Stormy into flying toward the food storage. She already knew where it was, of course. She had considered robbing it a few times by now, but she couldn’t figure out how to undo padlocks. Normally in a situation like that, she would just burn it all down, but then she wouldn’t have any food. At least she was that smart.