Bobbi gave a grin. "I did warn you about feathers before right?"

"In a way I don't mind if I can't fly. I'm more worried about hurting people with the ice." She found her suitcases under her bed and started to pack them, leaving her stuffed penguin out so she could carry him when they left.

"But only because they'll start losing feathers soon. Once a year, usually around spring, so figure I can wait until after then, maybe I'll have adult feathers in by then."