Quotes About Wings

Oh my gosh, Mom, seriously!" Jewel flapped her wings, the royal stance entirely collapsing. "I am TRYING to be MENACING AND MYSTERIOUS. Could you be quiet for ONE SECOND while I handle this?

out of the foliage and crashed right into Starflight. Starflight found himself circled by strong brown wings as Clay nearly flung him into the treetops with

Turtle made a "would rather not handle this weather either myself" face and tried to shake some of the rain off his waterlogged wings.

The claws of war are no match for the wings of wisdom.

The light, the light, the light wanted him out, wanted to run its talons over his wings, drip through his scales, fill him with silver power. He wanted that power, too, all of it, all of it.

Greetings, Queen of the RainWings!" Starflight said grandly. He swept his wings out and bowed low. "Ooooo," the queen said again. "We have come to you despite great peril, in a time of crisis, to throw ourselves upon your merciful —" "We need your help," Tsunami said.

Snow speckled the black dragon's wings and shoulders. Small chunks of ice were caught between her claws, and she shook her talons to knock them loose before stepping into the tunnel.

Darkstalker spread his wings and paused. He leaned over to Vulture, tapped his head, and whispered something. Qibli's grandfather vanished again, as suddenly as he'd appeared.

Carnelian unfolded her wings with a majestic scowl and flowed off the rock ledge like a wrathful waterfall.

Darkstalker spread his wings, looking deeply injured. His rage vanished as quickly as it had appeared. "It was not animus-touched. I didn't do anything to it at all. I just thought it was beautiful and that Fathom would like it. You have an overly suspicious mind, Violet." "Indigo," Fathom corrected him automatically, dazed.

He turned toward Fathom with his wings spread wide, as if looking for reassurance, and found Fathom pointing the soul reader at him.

Turn your eyes, your wings, your fire To the land across the sea Where dragons are poisoned and dragons are dying And no one can ever be free.

Open your hearts, your minds, your wings To the dragons who flee from the Hive. Face a great evil with talons united or none of the tribes will survive.

She was white with a scattering of gray-blue scales that looked like rippling shadows across her wings, and she moved like a confident predator.

an enormous blue-green SeaWing emerged from the water, shaking her wings vigorously. She was powerfully built, as big as Morrowseer, with broad shoulders and gleaming teeth and a healing burn scar on her neck, and she had a trident longer than Deathbringer strapped to her

I finally stuffed pillows in my bed and went out the same window Squorp came in, except it turns out that's a lot easier with wings, because there are these dumb hedges right out there that tried to eat me alive.

Her wings were folded, and her scales shimmered like white gold against the red backdrop. Blaze

They're coming back. Obsidian and the RainWing guard. We should —" "Hello!" Kinkajou called, waving her wings. "Hi! Over here!

and then gouts of them, a straggling mass of buttery beating wings, and after a while clouds of butterflies so thick they blinded me briefly and smeared my windows and left powdery streaks of scales on the hood of my car when I smacked into them.

If she had looked more deeply into herself, she would have realized that what had thrilled her about the bird was his freedom, the energy of his wings in motion, not his physical body.

Now, as they were all looking at the new moth, she, too, went to look at it. It was of a creamy yellow color, like the yellow of the lemon called Buddha's Hand, and it had long black antennae. These quivered as it felt itself impaled. The wide wings fluttered and dark spots upon them showed green and gold for a moment. Then the moth was still. How quickly they die! Ch'iuming said suddenly.

The carrion birds sat about the topmost corners of the houses with their wings outstretched in attitudes of exhortation like dark little bishops.

WINGS LOVE: POEMS

maybe one day we all had wings and one day we'll all have wings again. D'you think the baby had wings? Oh, I'm sure that one had wings. Just got to take one look at her. Sometimes I think she's never quite left Heaven and never quite made it all the way here to Earth. She smiled, but there were tears in her eyes. Maybe that's why she has such trouble staying here, she said.