Waiting for Freedom

[Second book of the Flight Series]

"More than anything, the sky was red. It wasn't dark, no.
Just red."

Iolani Tori learns about the part of him that isn't human; and sees the line between animal and himself thin to something less than a thread. If raw aggression, lust, and selfishness prevailed--and if that was what it meant to be human--how was he to not regard himself as a bird that relied on its instincts to survive? Io finds that it is sometimes hard to hold on to his humanity; to be nice, and to be kind.

Well apart from that, he also learns that he smells like fresh linen when he's in heat. Weird.