Adonael stayed facing away from the two, half listening to their conversation. Alistair de Soirs. The vampire's name rang about in Adonael's head. He decided that he needed to cool off for a bit and go for a flight for a short while. He didn't bother speaking to either of the others and spread his wings. He fluffed his raven black feathers and took off into the twilight. It wasn't quite night yet, though it was indeed getting darker.
As Adonael flew, he watched as he exited the perimeter of Shaylee's forest, flying toward a nearby pond. He looked down, noticing a cottage-like house near the pond and what looked like a person sitting upon the cliff adjacent to both the house and the pond. He swooped down near the pond, doing his best to initially stay out of sight, in case the person was a Hunter. When he landed, he folded his wings tightly against his back, the twilight luminescence dim enough to help him hide them. He approached the figure slowly, as to not startle it. It was a girl, seemingly young in age with a young, pretty face. "Hello," he said softly. "Might I ask why you are out here all alone?"