The Airborne:
in Fauna:"I saw it once, high above the cloudline. A streak of fire and black wings. The sergeant said it was a lanternwing. I said it was a god with talons."
Airborne beasts are the kingdom’s most awe-inspiring terrors, sovereigns of the wind and harbingers of ruin, often visible for only a moment before vanishing into cloud or shadow. These creatures defy gravity not through wings alone, but by instinctive manipulation of the unseen currents of magick that flow high above the peaks and battlements of Everwealth. From the silent dive of the Lanternwings to the circling judgment of Stagravens, airborne creatures rule with supremacy that few challenge and fewer survive. Many are solitary, territorial, and fiercely intelligent, holding aerial dominions that span entire provinces. They descend not merely to feed, but to remind the ground-dwellers below of their insignificance. Bound by air and motion, gifted with unnatural buoyancy or magickal propulsion. Different in size, color, sadism, but what unites them is their vertical sovereignty: nests carved into cliffside ruins, wings that stir storms, and eyes that pierce mist and moonlight alike. To see an airborne predator is to witness death with feathers. To hear nothing at all before you die is to know it has already found you.