[That's kind of how the wind was for John. While it was true of other demigods in elements like say, the ocean, or maybe a fire, John just felt suitably at home while he was in the air. Getting this far had taken some practice, but many of his movements had come without thinking. He was fueled by instinct while he put his trust in the breeze around him.]
[Later he would be impressed beyond comprehension he didn't fucking get propelled into a tree.]
[Of course, that didn't mean his mastery was perfect and it was only a matter of time before he slipped up. The wolves weren't staying down and John was realizing it was taking a lot more than he'd hoped to get them off his ass.]
[They lunged in before he could take a minute to catch his breathe and start again. He loses his footing, being a clumsy dipshit, and falls. They are likely upon him before he can get back up.]
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[Later he would be impressed beyond comprehension he didn't fucking get propelled into a tree.]
[Of course, that didn't mean his mastery was perfect and it was only a matter of time before he slipped up. The wolves weren't staying down and John was realizing it was taking a lot more than he'd hoped to get them off his ass.]
[They lunged in before he could take a minute to catch his breathe and start again. He loses his footing, being a clumsy dipshit, and falls. They are likely upon him before he can get back up.]
Oh fuck, oh fuck!