When she un-dizzies, she races off to find Shura.

Shura is in her grandma's house, reading a storybook.

"Shura Shura Shura I can flyyyyyy," says Helen.

"Lucky, I still have to wait!"

"When you can fly too we should fly together!" says Helen.

"Yeah!" agrees Shura. "We can go way out over the ocean and swoop around the big waves!"

"Yeahhh," says Helen, beaming. "It'll be fun! Tell your mom to hurry up and take you to the cloudpine place!"

"She says in two months," grumbles Shura.

"Awww." Helen hugs her. "Wanna come flying on mine?"

"I dunno, are you gonna drop me? You just started."

"We can go only a little bit and not very high," she says, "and then I'll learn how to not drop you, and then later I can fly you more!"

"Okay," says Shura, finding this satisfactory, and she puts down her book.

And off they go onto Helen's cloudpine, and their feet dangle not very high off the ground at all, and Helen flies her around the clan grounds.

"It's lots of fun!"

"Yeah! I bet it's better at night."

"I'll try it at night when night happens and then I'll see!"

"Yeah! It's almost dinner time now."

"It will be night soon and then I will be flying at night!"

"Yeah! Flying under the staaaaars."

Helen giggles delightedly.

"And the moon but it's a new moon tonight."

"Yeah. So the moon later when there is more of it."

"Yes. It will grow."

"Moons do that!"