Every so often, Jess could forget her problems (of which there were many), and fly. Flying was perhaps the only good part about being made of light. So long as she was careful not to draw too much attention to the Institute grounds, she could swoop and loop to her heart's content.
She landed near the treeline, wanting to do some lower to the ground zipping, before she spotted the others, including... a wolf and werewolf?. "Uh, hi."
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