Her whooping sounds distinctly like “YEEEEHAAAAAW!!” as Latias falls behind, only to put on a burst of speed and go streaking on ahead of them through the sky, streamers of clouds like little jetstreams trailing from the ends of her wings. The younger of the Lati siblings may be quieter and shyer in speech, but when it comes to flight, she comes to life in sync with the boisterous young huntress on her back.
It’s still safer than that time she rode in on an Ursa.
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Her whooping sounds distinctly like “YEEEEHAAAAAW!!” as Latias falls behind, only to put on a burst of speed and go streaking on ahead of them through the sky, streamers of clouds like little jetstreams trailing from the ends of her wings. The younger of the Lati siblings may be quieter and shyer in speech, but when it comes to flight, she comes to life in sync with the boisterous young huntress on her back.
It’s still safer than that time she rode in on an Ursa.