A father. A life-giver.
If Comet was alive and had a father (but not her real one?), then Mayfal must have a father, too! But where?
It saddened Mayfal to think of the possibilities and their implications. The offer to practice was a welcome change of pace. There was something that they wanted to try!
Mayfal laughed, "Okay! Think fast!" They began balling up their spit form the back of their throat and spit it towards Comet. They tried to make the resulting ball of heat not too, well, hot. It would end up not being a problem, though.
The hot spit flew out of Mayfal's mouth and fell after just a couple inches of airtime. Clearly, Mayfal needed more jaw strength than they currently had.
@Comet
Mayfal's mind was racing. There were always questions they wanted to ask, but now they had to focus on battle, too. Mayfal listened and heard small pops. Pops? What was that? Mayfal could not smell or feel anything. This was some strange sorcery.
They could, of course, still smell Comet. She was moving faster than normal, though. Almost as if she was...flying?
The self-portrait that Comet made of herself for Mayfal did include wings. How was this possible?!
"You never said you could fly!"
That presented an unfair upper hand. When you're blind, things in the air tend not to exist until they're too close.
Mayfal decided to track using scent and sound and knock Comet out of the air with some fiery expectorating. Alas, it seemed that they couldn't get a good enough idea of Comet's areal position without sight. What could they do?
@Comet
Mayfal wasn't ecstatic about giving up just yet, but Comet sounded tired. Mayfal was starting to feel tired, too, now that they could pause. Spitting fire wasn't exactly easy.
"Alright. You're gonna have to come down from there, then." Mayfal didn't know what this whole 'bubbles' business was, but they didn't like it. Mayfal liked their friend on the ground where they could smell her better.
Mayfal wouldn't admit it out loud, but they were really excited for the day that Comet would be moving closer. Then, going home would mean something entirely new.
@Comet
Mayfal knew the way the way to their home. They didn't really need Comet's tail anymore. But they welcomed the warmth on their muzzle. and they wanted to hold it in their jaw. It was more than a practicality, now. But Mayfal didn't have a word for that. They simply accepted her tail and let her lead to way, like a game of sorts. They said their goodbyes over the stream bridge and Mayfal listened to Comet's paws trotting away.
Mayfal was more tired than they had anticipated. As they went down to rest, they thought they could hear the sound of earth shifting and feel the house growing smaller. Mayfal simply thought that they must already be dreaming. They were too excited thinking about what could happen tomorrow to realize what was happening just then.
~Exit Mayfal to Hibernation~