soft puppy warm puppy // o, wings discovery

[number nine.]

Wings were something that Number Nine knew a thing or two about, as demonstrated by the dual pair of white feathered wings that laid on top of his back as he walked. However, he had never been forced to go through the process of growing the actual wings that he possessed. Rather, he had just shifted into this form, and had gotten the wings to begin with. There hadn't been any pain, nor any awkward adjustment period. Well, no awkward adjustment period beyond the one that came with shifting into any new body. Regardless, he had never had an experience like the one that Honeypaw was going through now. Still, he hoped that he could be of some help, even if the apprentice didn't seem as though she was panicking all that much. That was a good sign – meant that she could adjust quickly to change, which was an admirable trait. Of course, it could also just mean she was in shock, with unfortunately seemed just as likely.

Either way, Nine didn't hesitate in soaring down nearby, both pair of wings coming to settle down against his back as he made his way over to Foamkit's side. He was thankfully mostly unmoved by the cold, mainly due to his thick pelt and warm, settled feathers. Letting out a soft chuckle as he heard Foam's question, Nine spoke in his own warm and rumbling tone, "You're... Honeypaw, right? I don't believe we've met properly yet. My name is Number Nine. As you can see... I've got a bit of experience with this." He lifted up one of his larger wings, spreading the feathers wide before he continued, "I'm assuming that you haven't had to deal with this before, though." It was more of a rhetorical question, considering Nine had seen Honeypaw around before, and had very much seen the pup not with any sort of wings.

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