Eöwyra. Anthro form.
The Arkundra drew in a deep breath as she stretched her impressive feathered wings out. It had been a long time since she had traveled anywhere on her own, but she had decided that it was beyond time for her to take some time for herself.
With the war, it had been challenging. Ryen had gone off to the war, as he had in days past. She hadn't heard anything back regarding his status, and Eöwyra wasn't sure if that was a boon or a burden.