Phantom watched the earth soar past below. He loved it- loved the feeling of the moon on his back, loved the gentle starlight, loved the feeling of the wind against his wings. Soaring over a section of ocean, the tip of a wing cutting through it as he scanned the shoreline. Looking for anyone who might be up at this late hour, blinking his glowing green eyes as they locked onto a person of interest. Beginning to coast his way over on air currents, tucked close to the waves to remain unseen.