Frenn closed his eyes and took a deep, calming breath, gently digging his claws into the tree branch below him. The teen Forest Glider was still learning to glide, but he was determined to get this one right. Most of his classmates still couldn’t manage gliding, especially in the sudden winds of the tall forests. He’d be so cool if he could manage this so fast.
With one more calming breath, he opened his eyes and thrust himself from his perch, stretching his arms out in front of him, and letting the thin membrane that ran from his wrists to his ankles stretch out and catch the air. He felt himself stating to glide and laughed. “Yes! Yes! I’m Gl—OOF!!”
He was cut off as he suddenly found his face planted in the trunk of a tree. He’d forgotten a very basic rule: look where you’re going. He had a moment to consider how glad he was that nobody had seen that particular error, and then he was falling. It was then that he realized his other mist