This Isn't a Race, Y'know (TtN) by Glitchdove, literature
Literature
This Isn't a Race, Y'know (TtN)
"What precisely is the goal here?" Jing narrowed her eyes at Darrow, her lips flat and taut.
"Looking good!" Darrow strutted through the sand, her chest out and her tail up. The shine of the full moon brought out the best in her plumage, shiny and glittering. The white speckles on her black back shined like her very own stars. The green feathers of her head and the red of her throat almost seemed iridescent. Her wings were a shimmer of red, black, and yellow as she fanned them out, shaking them dramatically. "Maybe you should just bow out. How can you compete with this?"
Izumo, riding on Darrow's back, seemed frustrated and resigned. Darrow