As she listened to the crackling fire echoing inside the cave, Ember thought about something and asked, “Did she have beautiful wings like yours? It must be fun when you two fly together to visit this cave, right?”
Morpheus let out a dry laugh. “The females of the feathered races cannot shapeshift. They cannot transform into their beast forms. They are born like a human child and their appearance is similar to a human.”
“What?!” Ember could not help but gasp. “How can you be a shapeshifter if you cannot shapeshift? Isn’t that unfair? If I were of your clan, I would want a pair of wings to be able to fly anywhere.”
Morpheus looked at her with a light smile as her words reminded of his sister who often complained about this. “My sister used to say the same thing. Well, nature has a reason why our clan is made this way. Though females cannot shapeshift, nature has compensated them by giving them larger energy cores than that of males. That allows them to use their powers to efficiently cast more complicated spells than most warriors.”
Ember still could not help but find it a pity that the females had no wings. “I don’t know…Having wings looks awesome.”
“You do not need to feel bad for my sister. Though she didn’t have wings, she was much more powerful than me, and I am the strongest warrior of my clan.”
That piqued her attention. “Really? That means you are very, very strong. I wonder how she must be if she’s stronger than you.”
Morpheus playfully poked her forehead when he saw her looking at his muscled arm. “What are you imagining? I don’t mean she looks like a burly warrior. She is delicate-looking like you. When I say strong, I mean to say her magical powers are beyond average among the females from the beast clan. After all, she has the purest bloodline among those of the Divine Eagle clan.”
“Since she’s your sister, your appearance must be similar, but I cannot imagine you looking delicate,” Ember commented.
Morpheus was amused upon realizing she’s using a human concept to understand the Divine Eagles.
“My sister embodies the ‘divine’ in our clan name. Her hair and eyes were golden like the sun, and everywhere she went, she seemed to shine—anyone would know that she was someone really powerful…”
Morpheus continued to talk about his sister with a content smile painted on his lips.
“A beautiful delicate lady with golden hair…” Ember muttered as she tried to imagine. She then tilted her head. “But why is your hair gray, not golden?”
Morpheus already expected this question. “For the Divine Eagles, the hierarchy of our powers can be differentiated by the color of our feathers. You see, I am a gray eagle. When I am in my human form, the color is manifested through my hair and eyes. Gold indicates the presence of divine power, so if I wrap myself in divine power or use divine power, I can temporarily show a golden appearance. However, there are some rare cases every few centuries where golden eagles are born. For this generation, it is my sister. They are the most powerful since they are the one with the purest bloodline. Then next to the gold is gray, then brown, while the lowest ones in the hierarchy are the blue ones. Though the blue are the lowest in rank, they are still stronger than the average shapeshifter.”
“It must be a pity she doesn’t have wings. I think it will be beautiful to own a pair of golden wings,” she commented.
Morpheus shrugged. “Others find it a pity too since my sister is the only golden eagle among the Divine Eagles of our generation.”
Ember then had a realization. “Wait, if she doesn’t have wings, then how did she find this place?”
“She flew, of course.”
Ember blinked at him in confusion.
Morpheus explained with a grin, “She had always been envious of my wings. Once, she decided that she would go to the highest place and live there to mock me and look down on me, saying you cannot fly higher than this. Just like me, she had powers of the air element so she used it to make herself fly here.”
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