sounds like hallelujah

A E D I O N you died screaming, yet the monster who took your place was silent — The wind had a beautiful push and pull against his wings, and it was something Aedion savored in the moment. The way it pulled on the little strands of his feathers back and forth nearly gave him the illusion that he was flying. Perhaps, if the Wolf of the North closed his eyes, he could pretend he was among the lights in the sky, dancing and careless and free as he had once been. His father beside him, encouraging the young man to continue to fly, to let go of the anger that trapped him on the earth. Nothing was worse than being born a creature of the sky, only to be cursed to a life on the ground. Suddenly, however, Aedion began to realize he wasn’t alone. He stood, wings spread as he heard the soft impact of snow – his wolf form begging to be released once again. And oh, how the man fought it, how he tried to keep it under wraps. But still, it began to grow and grow, and he wasn’t certain if the other creature was watching, if it was a predator or not, but suddenly the wolf began to burst out of him. Wings slowly and slightly agonizingly morphed into muscle, feathers into fur, his face widening as he grit his teeth and his not so sharp, flat teeth shifted into piercing sharp jabs. Growling against the interruption and the return to this form, he turned to face whoever had come. Large ears flicked, unable to really hear anything the other creature said. But he was small, and he had wings and looked to have been flying, and Aedion was instantly jealous. “Who are you?” He growled in his guttural, booming voice, wishing that perhaps just once since the stupid North had opened, that he could be alone. "Talk." — you are a weapon; and weapons don't weep.

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@Korri <3 basically how I imagined Aedion shifting enjoy xD