It's light, the beach's air, all of it was rather well. Since the day the Obscure Winged Angel met the female dragon he felt a simple warmth. Such simpleness was from how it felt to have a new charge. It was good to have a new objective in life. Such things were hard to come by. Even so the girl was his good friend now. Starla was the dragon he cared for, just as he had for him old friend. Just by her being there, the Angel felt better.
The obscure colored feathers of the angel graced the air with each beat, every stroke brought the angel more feet over the beach area. His jade colored eyes looked over the sands as he flew through the winds. However the silver haired angel stopped. Vertical hovering his eyes cast over the area, something was different. The beating of his wings halted, he dropped as he flared out his wings. The descent slowed to where he would land softly on his feet. Mika glanced around, his hand on his hilt of the blade he carried. Starting a strafe he began to walk, soon seeing a figure.
His own wings folded behind him, his gaze to the ocean. Diamonds. The ocean was beautiful. Be it he had seen many before yet it was always beautiful. Though, yet it still was not his fancy, he liked it at night. Turning his eyes he looked to the man with emerald wings, like him the man had different colored wings. Such a rare sight. He did wonder however. This man was angel yes?