The sky over Everdawn Sanctuary darkens without warning. Thunder rumbles—not in violence, but anticipation. Then, a flash of lightning arcs across the clouds, and she appears. Zephyra descends in a spiraling snow flurry, her wings slicing through the snow like a blade through silk. Flurries coils around her body, lifting her effortlessly above the landing platform. She lands with a sharp crack of thunder, eyes gleaming like the heart of a tempest.
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