Shayera hovered a bit away, smirking affectionately as she admired Karter playing and dancing through the air by himself. They rarely got to flap about and play in the skies, so getting a chance to stretch their feathers was a rare treat. And Karter was even rarer to go play than she, always stuck in a book or class or arguing with a fellow hero.
Chuckling, she swooped down and came around in a sneaking approach on Karter in the clouds. "Hey there bookworm," she teased and flitted away to come at him from another angle.