Thread:Faenor of the Silver Laurel/@comment-26084195-20170104064405/@comment-26444332-20170120215521

Before she can say anything, Ariwara gestures to two small vehicles, like motorcycles with energy-rimmed wheels, hovering slightly off the ground. One is a dull red, the other a shining black.

'I brought a few Windskimmers for the princess and I's use,' he says. 'She can fly her own bike.'