Iliana looked up when she heard someone approaching. "Hi Cela!" She said, still hunched over Tiberius' leg. "You're right on time. I'm just about finished here with his last hoof." She said, running the file over it a few more times before setting his leg down. She stood up and, bracing her hands on her spine, arched her back. "I think they're anxious to get back out there with you. Tiberius practically pranced out here to me." She said, patting him on the back and reaching in her pocket for the other sugar cube. "Where's Copernicus?" Before the words had left her mouth, Copernicus was there.
Amused by the concern in Coperinus' voice, the professor smiled to herself and waved him over. "No Copernicus, he's just fine. I was just cleaning his hooves and filing them down. How are you?" She asked, her tone was generally bright and cheerful,. "Are you ready to fly?"

"Of course, Professor!" Copernicus grinned as soon as he knew Tib was in perfect health. "I wanted to ask you, though... the mash isn't really doing it for Tiberius anymore. Do you think it would be appropriate to start in with the single malt whisky yet? I think he needs something more substantial." He gave Cela an apologetic look for not mentioning his idea to her before, but maybe Cassiopea wasn't acting like no one ever fed her like Tib was.

After Copernicus grinned at her, Cela felt the need to stare at her stomach as if mentally trying to tell the butterflies in there to settle down. She looked back up at him and smiled tentatively, then put her notes away.

Cela nodded in excitement, she too was eager to get back out there. "Soooo ready!" Celandine confirmed, bouncing slightly.

Cela paused mid-bounce as Copernicus spoke. She nodded in confirmation of his question, "Would we have to mix that too? The whole reason we were doing the mash mixture was to make the transition easier and make the abraxans grow stronger faster. I think it has been working pretty well!" Celandine looked over at Cassiopeia, who as if to illustrate the point, had finished her mash mixture and knocked the bucket free.

Professor Morgan looked over the Abraxans as if sizing them up. "I was thinking the same thing not two days ago. I believe now's a great time to start incorporating some whiskey into their diet. Why don't you start them with 5 pints a day for the rest of this week. I will leave a the bottles in the tack room for you sometime tonight. There's a few pints in there now if you'd like to give them a bit of a treat." She ran her hand down Tiberius' mane and twirled the hair around her fingers when they reached the ends. "Why don't I go ahead and lead Tiberius outside and you follow after with the whiskey."
"Well let's go. The day's too beautiful to spend another moment cooped up in here." That said, she walked over to Tiberius' stall door and secured the latch before making her way outside. She turned her head, smiling at Tiberius as he followed closely behind. The prancing had returned.

"Can you bring some for Cass too?" Cela asked Copernicus, smiling at him hopefully.

She let out a little squee and immediately let Cassiopeia out of the stall, not even really needing to lead her outside at all as the abraxan was eager to follow Tiberius anyhow. "Bareback again, Professor?" Cela asked, giving Cassiopeia's nose a scratch.

And for what was probably the last time in that term, Melly was back inside the nursery and for the first time in a long time, there was no bag on her shoulder. However, everything else in her looked exactly the same as it had in most of her visits: her eyes were sparkling and there was a small smile on her lips. She just couldn't help but smile whenever the time came to say hello to her little Rumple, even if this might be the last time she did so. She really hoped not, she hoped the professor would keep him with her so that Mel could visit him again. Ah, if only her parents allowed her to keep a pet!

Either way, she was going to make Rumple enjoy the hours they'd be together. Oh yes, she would!

Sitting in front of the cage, she quickly opened it and for once, she didn't have to reach for Rumple, for he was running towards her the mere moment his cage was open. At this, a flicker of tears flashed on her eyes. He was such a good jarvey... Not wanting him to see it, Melly smiled at him as he curled himself on her knee. Yes, he really was a wonderful creature and she couldn't help but love him.

"Hello, you," She greeted him, scratching him behind the ear, or as behind the ear as she could. "You're quite happy today, eh?," She chuckled, beaming at him.

As the jarvey looked at the place where her bag would have been, a question lingering on his eyes, she couldn't help but smile even more. "No fairytale today," She shook her head. "Today, I'll tell you my own tale," She informed him. "It's a story about a girl, a silly girl with wild dreams and her pet, a little jarvey like you who was so different from all other jarveys in the world that no-one believed him to be one. I think you'll like it, Rumple," She grinned at him one last time before she got into her storyteller mode.

"Once upon a time, in a country quite like our own, there was a young girl who was seen by everyone as a very peculiar and strange girl, both thanks to her uncommon looks and the different way she saw the world; and her companion, a white jarvey who, unlike the others, was not rude or impolite." It was with this very long sentence that Melina started telling him their own tale, in which she spoke of their misunderstanding, their kind of rocky start and, much to her dismay, their departure. Obviously, she didn't give the two characters their names, nor did she use the exact circumstances Melly and Rumple had been in, but anyone who would have listened to it would have recognized it as their little story, with a little more adventure here and there.

Some long time after, for the girl could get kind of excited when telling a story, she spoke the words that ended the tale. "And they lived happily ever after."

"What did you think, Rumple? Liked it?," She smiled at him broadly, getting out of her storyteller mode as she picked him up and gently hugged him to her chest.

For a few minutes, she kept herself like that, hugging him and stroking his fur. "You know, I'll have to go too," She murmured, looking at a spot in the wall. "I'll miss you so much, Rumple," She looked down at him with a sad look on her face. "I wish I could take you home but mum and dad..." Sigh. "They'd never let me keep you and I think you'd better stay here with the Professor. She'll look after you reaaally well. A tons time better than I ever would, but I'm sure you know that already, huh?," She pecked his head again. "And once the holidays are over, I'll come by and visit you as many times as I can. But you must promise me not to learn those horrid words the other jarveys say, alright? And be a good boy while I'm gone. I don't want to come back and hear the professor saying that I raised a really mean jarvey when I know that my little Rumple here is the sweetest thing ever," She nuzzled his nose and smiled at him.

Sighing, Melly gave a quick look around the nursery. It looked like it was starting to become empty. What time was it? Did that really matter anyway?

"I have to go now, Rumple," She said sadly. Suddenly, it was hard for her to look at the baby's biiiig grey eyes, but she somehow made it. Arrrgh! Why did her heart have to ache so much? "I love you. Always remember that," She pecked his head again. "And be a good boy. I'll come check if you were when I come back," She gave him a big smile as she put him back inside the cage.

After checking if he had enough water and food for the last time, she smiled at him, ran a finger across the top of his head and blew him a kiss. "Bye, Rumple."

The school year was nearing its end, and, oddly enough, so was Blaze. When Anna came to visit him the very next day, not a feather one was left on the once-beautiful bird's body. Blaze sort of resembled a turkey who'd wrinkled with old age. Anna tried not to cry, but she really couldn't help the few tears that cascaded down her cheeks. "It's only temporary," she kept telling herself. "Blaze will be back soon and better than ever."

Usually, when Anna visited Blaze, she'd come running into the nursery full force, yelling the bird's name at the top of her lungs. Usually, Anna would release her bird to the skies then feed him celery, lettue, and treats when he flew back home. Usually, Anna would place Blaze in her lap and talk to him for hours on end about things such as Cale, being in love, flirting with boys, schoolwork, and house points. Usually didn't happen today, though. The only normal thing Anna did with Blaze was open his cage, gently pull him out, and Blaze him in her lap. Anna didn't feed him, for she didn't feel he could eat at this point anyway. She didn't pet him either, for she didn't want to accidentally hurt his exposed skin.

"I think it's going to happen tonight," she said to Blaze, instinctively reaching out to pet him, then pulling her hand back at the last minute. "It's been on my mind all day long, and I'm confident that means it's going to happen tonight...maybe soon." Anna bent down a bit and looked her baby bird in the eyes. "Don't be scared, though. It's what your kind does. You'll burst into flames, then a few seconds later, you'll be reborn through the ashes. I can't wait to see you as a baby all over again. I do hope you still know who I am." That was the one thing that worried Anna the most. She knew Blaze would be reborn. What she didn't know, though, was how her bird would look and act after the rebirth.

Anna glanced at the cage and shook her head sadly. Blaze's present home just wasn't appropriate for the bird to burst into flames in. Without placing Blaze inside the cage, Anna closed the door and latched it. Holding her dying bird close to her body, Anna stood and walked out back of the nursery and sat down in an empty patch of dirt. Anna gently placed Blaze on the ground, and the bird immediately slumped over and closed its eyes. Anna laid down on the ground beside her bird for a good half hour. "Please don't die forever, baby bird," she begged. "I have to go, but...be careful, 'kay?" Anna pushed herself off the ground and stood up. She glanced down at the puddle of tears in the dirt in the location she'd been lying in. "I can't stay for this...," she said. Taking one last look at her formerly beautiful baby, Anna turned and headed back through the nursery and out the front door.

Behind her, a sudden burst of flames erupted, followed by a pyramid of ashes littered on the ground.

Humming a tune she had heard on the radio under her breath, Evangeline made her way back into the nursery, surprisingly no books on her bag. She had decided that carrying them around wouldn't do her any good, since it wasnt like she learnt stuff from walking with the books. Eh.

Nope. Now, her bag was filled with teddy bears. For Greenie, of course. At least they were fluffy and he could snuggle up to them! She only wished she had remembered to ask for Mum to send her some earlier. Ah well.

Upon reaching his cage, her lips cracked into a grin. Weeee! "Hewwo, baby!" She said as she quickly proceeded to open the cage's door. Then, she picked up Greenie and held him close to her. Whoa! But he was getting heavy! "Soon enough I wont be able to pick you up, you know?" That'd be a sad, sad day indeed. After a few moments of nuzzling and tickling, Evangeline set Greenie down and let him get acquaintance with his new toys as she cleaned out his cage and refilled his bowls. It was important that he had everything he needed! Yes, sir. Then, she readjusted his pillow and the feathers, making it go soft again. Hehe.

Today the crup will be learning to Roll over, simply because she says so. Seven was smart, he'd shown that side of him plenty of times, and Kaika knew she could learn it.

Soooo...

"Haaai, Sev" and the little crup stepped down from his cage, which still had the little tag she'd place when Seven was given to her for care.

"You won't get out of this one..." she started to say, and arranged the golden ribbon in his neck, "...you will be rolling today...I don't care how long it takes..." she should've thought of that, because she still have some unfinished stuff back in the Castle, "Ummm, 30 minutes tops, alright?" better.

She started to do the same as yesterday. Making him lay on the ground first and then rolling him over with her own hands first and making the same circular motions with her hand. He seemed to be doing better. "Why don't we try it without my help, 'kay?" she said, and simply commanded him to 'Roll over' with a firm, yet sweet voice and making the circular thing with her hand.

And....

Yes! He did it. "I knew you could do it!" she said, as she hugged the little crup, "You're a very smart boy, Seven" ack! Smart, that reminded her of Ravenclaw, "Hard working, I mean" there, that was the Hufflepuff.

"Alright, I have to go...See ya, soon" she waved goodbye after she placed him safely in the cage. Golden ribbon and all.

Copernicus chuckled at the way Tiberius willingly followed the Professor out of his stall, heading outside. Apparently, Tiberius loved anyone who spoiled him, which made Copernicus laugh although he felt a bit less special. Once they were gone, he headed to the tack room and grabbed two bottles of single malt whisky.

He followed them out into the sun. "Should we give it to them as a treat once we land, Professor? And... should I try a saddle today?" He offered a bottle to Cela.

Lima practically skipped up to Jack's cage as she hummed a tune. Today she would draw him. She was excited to mark his progress through a picture, as she was feeling rather artistic at the time.

She smiled as she opened his cage and let him out. "Today you will be my model," she said snorting at him.

She walked over to a nice spot and sat down placing her bad beside her. Then she placed him on her knee and took out a pad from her bag as well as a pencil. She proceeded to draw him.



"There, I marked down how much bigger you are now. As well as how pretty your fur looks." She giggled and put her drawing and pencil back in her bag. She then scooped him up and took him over to his cage.

She shut the door and waved goodbye to him.

Trying not to blush as her Jarvey uttered a few naughty words, Mariel glanced behind her as she stood next to Felix's cage, quite aware of the gauche feeling some visitors of the nursery were getting from his and the other jarveys' language. "Aw, you can't help it, can you?" the second year said to Felix as she reached her arm in his cage and stroked his fur. As annoying as it was, it was just instinctive or something like that and the second year was actually getting used to it. But being cute was probably their saving grace, along with being quite useful in the garden.

Being somewhat overcast and threatening to rain, Mariel opted not to take Felix outside, instead she tossed his ball for him a few times in his roomy cage. Oh, yes, and she remembered to bring him a treat for him this time. Pulling the few raisins that she had procured from the breakfast table out of her pocket, she laid them in Felix's food dish and watched him ravenously scarf them down. At least someone liked them, as raisins were far from the 13 year old's favorite.

Mariel filled his water dish and everything else seemed satisfactory. Giving Felix one last scratch on the head, the second year hurried out the door, intent on finishing the last of her homework.

Dominic wasn't really sure what he expected when he took on the responsibility of caring for a Jarvey. Between his prefect responsibilities and quidditch and OWL exams, sadly, he had neglected Snitch far too often this year. If it hadn't been for Professor Morgan who had taken it upon herself to feed all the nursery animals regularly, then he'd have expected the overgrown ferret to be dead by now. But that was not the case, as the fifth year soon discovered by striding down to where the Jarveys were kept.

Though the last thing the Hufflepuff had expected was a long string of obscenities to be uttered from the Jarvey's mouth. Professor Morgan was fair and sweet, so he couldn't possibly have learned the speech from her and he hadn't been around much. Plus, as a prefect, his rude insults lessened slightly this term too because he knew he had to set a better example. So if he had nothing nice to say, then it was best to just ignore the person than risk rudeness.

"Careful. Watch that mouth," Dominic commented, glancing behind him cautiously at the other students around. Oh right, this wasn't his or Morgan's fault because now that he recalled, Jarvey's had the trait of being able to speak, except that their speech consisted of entirely rude phrases and insults. "Right. You can't help it, but if you're good, then I brought you something." He smiled mysteriously, knowing Snitch would enjoy this treat. "Behave, will ya?" The fifteen year asked, plopping down cross-legged on the floor and picked the little overgrown ferret up onto his lap.

Stroking his fur, he sighed and whistled a little tune. In some regards, the black and white fur reminded him of a badger and Dominic wondered if it was on purpose he was assigned this creature. A creature that was much like him. Leaning against the wall of the enclosed nursery, he held Snitch to his chest, rocking it slightly. "There there. I'm sorry for not being all there for you." He whispered, wondering if multiple visits in one day would count towards his visits. "This summer. Maybe I can take you home, if she'll let me... I'll get you to speak nicer or not all. It'll be fun." Dom promised, still rubbing the back of the Jarvey.

Finally, after what seemed to be ages, Dominic set the Jarvey down on the floor of the nursery and reached into his pocket. "Now. Promise to behave?" he asked, though knowing Snitch may or may not answer back.

"Pfft; just give me my treat," the Jarvey demanded almost, as if showing who was boss.

Rolling his eyes - because no matter what, the Jarvey was stubborn and demanding - Dominic sighed. "Snitchhhh," he growled lowly, narrowing his eyes. "Be good." And with that, he tossed him two lemondrop candies. A candy that most creatures would shy away from, but like their many other similar natures, Dominic also found that they had the common ground of liking lemondrops too.

After tossing the candy, Dominic watched for a moment and then left the nursery area, off to go write about his creature and do some more studying.

"Sleeping?" Mariel said more to herself than to the dozing Felix. She was somewhat disappointed as the term was drawing to a close and she would not be able to see him during the summer. She had hoped to be able to play with him some today. Would it be rude to wake him up?

Somewhat guiltily, the second year gently jostled Felix's cage door, which in fact did wake him - if only for a moment. The jarvey opened his eyes and tilted his head upon recognizing his caretaker. But sleep seemed to be overpowering to the young jarvey since he merely turned over, curled up, and went back to sleep.

Frowning, the thirteen year old slipped a few raisins she had brought especially for him through the bars of his cage. "I'll be back soon," she whispered. She'd probably only have time for one more visit before she'd have to go home so she would have to really make it count.

ZOMG! Evangeline Green could NOT believe in herself. How come only now she discovered they were actually allowed to adopt their creatures as their pets foreeeevah?! Now, that it was almost time to say goodbye to Greenie! At least, she figured it was better finding out now than when she had indeed said goodbye to Greenie. It was still not good though!

Now, she didn’t have enough time to proper think about whether or not she’d keep him.

“I do want to keep you, Greenie..” She told the Clabbert as she sat on the floor, throwing his rubber ball at him to have him pursue it for a bit before returning it to her. “But I dont know if Minerva would be nice to you, nor if I'd have the enough time." She sighed somewhat sadly - and guiltily - before throwing Greenie a dead beetle which he easily caught in mid-air with his mouth. YAAAAAAAAY!! That was the first time he had been able to do that! "Well done, honey!!! Have your treat." She chuckled; the treat as - of course - the whole bag. EEP! She needed to go get ALOT of dead beetles once more.

When she left him once more, though, she still wasn't sure on whether or not to adopt him.

Anna waited inside the safety of the Common Room for a full hour before convincing herself that she should really go check on Blaze and see how he was doing. She sort of felt guilty for leaving him all alone outside in the dirt behind the nursery. She had to keep telling herself that Blaze's kind was used to having a Burning Day, and that Blaze, just like all other Phoenixes, knew how to cope with bursting into flames much in the same way Anna knew how to...eat, take a shower at night, brush her hair every day...things that were routine and natural. Blaze really didn't need a babysitter to burst into flames and rise from the ashes. Besides, it's not like Anna could have been of any benefit to him anyway.

Hesitantly, Anna strolled back into the nursery, her bag full of food, treats, and other bird necessities in hand. She didn't rush into the nursery running and yelling greetings like she usually did. Now, she walked slowly, as if trying to put off the inevitable as long as she possibly could. She was nervous to see Blaze. Was he did? Did he burn? Did he rise again? Is he back to being a baby? Would he still know her? All of these questions were running through Anna's mind as she passed the same crups, kneazles, and clabberts that she usually had to pass to get to the Phoenix cages. Even though she knew Blaze wasn't inside, she allowed herself to glance nervously at his cage before passing it by, as well. Anna had left Blaze just outside, and she really hoped he'd still be there---waiting on her.

Anna exited the back door of the nursery, her eyes immediately falling on the spot she'd lied in just an hour before. Her tears had tried up, but she could still see her handprints embedded into the sand. Her eyes drifted towards the spot she'd left Blaze in earlier. The spot was...empty and void of any evidence that would indicate someone or something had ever been there. Anna blinked her eyes, and several tears threatened to spill down her cheeks. Had her bird really died? Or...had Blaze risen from the ashes and flown far, far away, never to come back again? Slowly, almost as if she really didn't realize she was moving at all, Anna walked forward and knealt on the ground where she'd been before. She ran her finger through the ground, absentmindedly drawing out the word B-L-A-Z-E.

She continued to do just that until she became aware that a familiar whooshing sound could just be heard in the near distance. She turned around quickly and lifted her arm just in time for a beautiful, still-fully-grown, scarlet and gold Phoenix---full of feathers---to land on her arm. "BLAZE!" she screamed out, pulling her bird in close for a hug. He was...just like he was a few days ago before his feather started falling out. Anna hadn't really expected that. She smiled as the bird climbed into her lap, just like he'd always done. She pet him for a few minutes, then let him climb aboard her arm again. She carried him back into the nursery, where she proceeded to prepare him the biggest bowl of food she'd ever given him. It was full of his usual celery and lettuce, as well as a wide variety of seeds and nuts that she knew he loved to munch on.

As Blaze ate, Anna scrubbed his cage clean and replaced the dirty towel lining the bottom of the cage with a fresh, clean towel. She then cleaned out his little water bottle and filled it with fresh water. Blaze was all set to go! "Oh, remember, we're leaving to go home in a few days. You're going to live with Cale and I in Scotland. Don't worry, though. That house will be new to me, too, so we'll both have something new to get used to." Anna and Blaze talked (or, rather, Anna talked...Blaze listened) for a good while longer. Soon, it was time for Anna to head back to the Common Room, finish all her final exams in the next few days, and then get ready to go home---with Blaze. Oh, and Charlotte and Piccadilly, too.

...and Cale.

Trudging down later in the afternoon to the Nursery, Dominic figured it was best to see the Jarvey at various intervals in the day. Just to see how it would be throughout the day to make sure he was confirmed in his decision about its summer care.

Snitch was playing with his rubber gnome, gnawing at its large head, when it stopped to gaze up upon the fifth year's entrance. Sighing peacefully, he grinned sheepishly. "Yes. Yes. Lemondrops. I have them," he told the Jarvey, sitting beside the overgrown ferret and held the treats out in his hand. Stroking its fur as it licked my hand to get all the lemon flavor from it - including the residue from the candy - i realized it.

Jarveys were just like wizards; they could be rude but also nice and polite once they gain your trust. They couldn't help it either. Not really.

Once it was done, Dom sighed and stood up. "I'll be back later. Be good." he told Snitch, before leaving. Stupid OWL exams.

CHris Potter walked into the Nursery. "Hey Owen" he said to his kneazle happily.

He was so excited to see him again. He jumped into the pen and grabbed owen up into his arms. "Owen! School is almost out and then you get to come home with me." Chris looked at him to see how much he ad grown since the beginning of the term when Chris had gotten him. He then tok out his notebook to write down the final journal entry for his Nusery visits. He then put it down and played with Owen. He then said. "Ok Owen, the next time I will see you. You will be coming home with me!' and then with a hug he left.

She couldn't stay long today as she had some finals to study for and Herbology was going to be the worst one. She walked in with her bag of goodies for Chanel. Chanel was hopping in her cage and shaking it. "Calm down popit," She giggled as she pulled open her cage. Chanel shot out of cage and landed on her Paris' shoulder. "I can't stay long I just brought you some jelly slugs and chocolate ants," she told her.

She gave some to Chanel who snatched them out of her hand and started shoving them into her mouth. She gave her a once over to make sure she didn't appear to be sick and that she was still growing alright. She looked fine. "Ok I have to go," she said walking back over to her cage and letting her walk down her arm. She refilled her water dish and put the gave her a few jelly slugs and some honey bees and ants into her food bowl. She blew her a kiss and walked out toward the school.

Iliana stopped near the middle of the paddock and turned towards her students, nodding her head. "Yeah, I think bareback again. You two can try saddles after awhile but for now we should let them get used to the feel of you on their back first." There was plenty of time for saddles later. Especially if they chose to adopt them; which she was starting to believe they would. "That sounds perfect, Copernicus. A little positive reinforcement is always a great idea whenever teaching your creature something new."

Cela took the bottle and eyed it curiously, giving Cassiopeia a stroke as she did so.

"Neat!" Cela exclaimed, "Should we leave these with you while we fly, then?" Cela put her bottle down, knowing it was safe from the abraxans since it was sealed and they hadn't yet learned to associate it with nom.

She turned to Cassiopeia and started crooning to her. After just a moment Cela was once again mounted on the abraxan's back and ready to go.

Evangeline could hardly believe the term was already ending and that this was her last visit to Greenie. Sniffle. And the hardest one, it would be. She needed to tell him her decision - she only hoped he'd understand. If he could understand her at all, of course. Sometimes, she could've sworn he could.

As she sat on the ground, throwing beetles and other dead insects at him, she thought of a good way of explaining it to him. "I wont be able to see you as often from now on, love... Im going back home." She sadly told him, feeling VERY VERY guilty. So guilty, she couldnt even bare to look at him. "And I'm sorry, but I cant take you with me. You should stay here, Professor Morgan has time to take care of you .. and you have all of your Clabbert friends here!" Finally, the Prefect looked up at her Clabbert and pouted. "I'm so sorry. You have been a great friend during all this time. I hope you had fun with me.." EEP! She thought he had, but she'd never know.

Okay - this was goodbye time, then. Sniffle.

"I'll promise I'll come and see your next term, okay?" She squeezed Greenie gently - and got one squeeze in return. "Have a good summer." Evangeline smiled at him and left the bag of beetles inside the cage, before closing it in. EEEEEEEEE!! Before turning around, she bid him farewell.

And that was it.

"I'll hold onto them until you're done." The professor reached down and grabbed the whiskey bottles, carrying them over to the fence and setting them in the grass. Then she wrapped her arm around the wooden fence and hoisted herself up, sitting comfortably on top, sans splinters this time thankfully. "Alright you two, whenever you're ready. I'll watch from here."

It only took him a little longer than it should to get Tiberius to kneel so he could climb back behind the wing joints. "Ready," he saluted the professor and then Cela. "After you, Miss Toussaint. Once around the castle?"

Cela waved happily at Professor Morgan as Cassiopeia took a few steps sideways.

"Twice, Mr. Kettleburn, if you think you can keep up!" Cela grinned at him and leaned backwards while squeezing her heels into Cassiopeia's sides. The abraxan responded instantly by launching into the air.