Matari skidded down from the top edge of a cliff, wings opening wide in an attempt at slowing his fall, his eyes wide, pupils dilated as he realized he’d have to admit his own mistakes…
Mother had been angry…
He had known that! he hadn't realized what she would do, though, not at all...
And now he was falling, thrown from the cliff by the hand of his own mother...
He tried to connect with the mountain's side with his feet, terror pounding through his veins and wings fluttering desperately.

((And now Matari is about to aquire a revamped personality and such...yeah.))