Golden Glade [NaWOWriMo] Flying to Neverland

The longer Elfie flied, the more he enjoyed himself and the more proficient he became in the skill. If at first near-crashes in trees, being hit in the face by small branches and on five occasions at least head-diving straight in the soft moss underneath, then an hour or so later, he was so ellegant and agile, as if he had been flying around all his life. 

More "woo-woo-woo"s echoed in the forest, until someone called out to him, making Elfie stop mid-air and turn around to see, who it was. A dark pelted wolf on the ground had fixed it's gaze on him and the demanding tone meant that Elfie was supposed to come closer. Innocent, happy and not the least bit suspicious, the little cub floated lower and lower, and lower, until he was fluttering a foot above Talos's head and was inspecting her with a curious and kind gaze. "WRUFF!" he barked at her cheerfully, wagging his little tail like a propeller and making a little air-zoomie. Come on - join me! He seemed to say.