He makes the trip quickly and efficiently, leading through the woods to the edge of a lake. He sets the towels down before stripping fully, then sits down crosslegged to speak to the spirits.
A warm breeze blows through the area, and the water slowly warms. Wind spirits swirl around him, then extend out to keep watch and warn him should anyone or anything approach.
"Alright." he says at least, some fifteen minutes in. "We're here, and set. We have blankets and towels, food is for whenever people want it. Make yourselves comfortable. The water should be warm enough to swim, and the skies should be pleasant flying. There's brushes and combs and the like. Lyta, when you're done flying, I made a couple of preening brushes, I'll clean your wings for you. The girls can help if they like."
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