He looked down at her face so calm and peaceful in sleep. She looked so tiny in his claws, just one squeeze and he would crush her. Because of that he held her so gently he feared she was going to drop.
Ace beat his wings in the frigid air. He couldn't flap his wings too much for fear that he would be discovered so he relied on the stiff air and when he dropped a few feet below he would flap again to gain altitude.
