Despite Meirin’s worries, Ssarak seemed unfazed, and still in quite good humor. He leaned his head to the side slightly as she rubbed her hand across his muzzle. He gave a soft, pleasant hum. [color=f7941d]”You need not fear. I know what it is that I am doing.”[/color] He answered confidently. They were nearing the edge of the cloud, so the truthfulness of his words would be proven shortly. 

As the pair ascended into the cloud from below, Meirin might have been surprised by the sensation, in that it did not feel too appreciably different from flying anywhere else. For someone who lived their life on the ground, a cloud might appear soft, like cotton, but the only change they could feel physically was that it quickly became strongly humid. It was almost like flying through a very thick fog, and indeed, they could not see more than a few feet in front of them. Even Ssarak’s sharp eyesight did not allow him to see any farther than Meirin. Regardless, he had flown through many clouds in the past, so there was no panic from the fact that he could not see their current bearing. He simply continued to spiral upwards in the same circles as before. 

Even with the lack of sensation, Ssarak did not doubt that the cloud was a new experience for Meirin. Clouds were simple things, and a common sight to anyone who did not live in a desert. But, that only meant that they were something most people could fanaticize about, without actually being able to reach them. Among Humans, Meirin was now one of the few exceptions. However, what was even more impressive than being in the clouds was the view once they breached the top of the clouds, and were able to fly above them. 

Extending out in all directions around the pair were clouds, which had replaced the horizon below. Though their underside had been dark, even stormclouds were almost solid white from above. They appeared more beautiful than threatening, particularly for one viewing them for the first time. From the ground, clouds tended to appear deceptively small, but now that they were flying just above them, their true scale was readily apparent. They were like mountains floating through the sky all around them. Above them, the sky was bright blue, like the clearest of days. Some of the splendor of the sight was lost on Ssarak, since he had flown to these heights before, but he could still remember his first time testing the limits of his wings. Between the clouds’ white color, and their sheer scale, it was like flying inches above the landscape of some strange, foreign world. 

[color=f7941d]”Sublime, is it not? Just tell me if you start to feel short of breath, and I shall climb no higher.”[/color] Ssarak commented.