You haven't unfurled your wings in years, the memories of what happened last time you did weighing you down far too much for you to dare try flying again.

At least until a few weeks ago, because Hawks is having none of that.

"I promise, you're not going to fall."

It's a cool, Sunday morning, the weather perfect to ride a gust of wind, as you and the number two hero perch on a rooftop. He gives you a gentle nudge to encourage you. You've been making some progress, he reminds you. He'll swoop down and catch you even if something goes wrong.

Still, your wings flutter nervously and you can't decide if the feeling of them out of their constraints was gratifying or giving you anxiety.