She's going to try to figure out flying. Unless they want her for something or something.

"Nope, that sounds like a good use of an afternoon. Let us know if you need coaching!" says Julie.

And so, after lunch, she does that. She'd really prefer to keep the moth wings if she can, and just enlarge them or something; can she?

Not without internal structural support. They just aren't strong enough to lift a large mammal.

....maybe if she makes herself smaller?

She goes in to ask if that's safe, before she tries it.

"I'm glad you asked before you tried it," says Julie, who is in the middle of her email. "The answer is you can shrink, but it gets to be cryptid-dangerous pretty fast. Were you this tall to start out?"

Yeah.

She thinks she'd have to be pretty small for her wings to work like she wants, it's probably not safe.

"Yeah. You can get to be about three feet tall, approximately, if you're not doing anything else, but wings are a moderately big deal all by themselves. Do you think you could have them look like this but have some bones in there to keep them from collapsing when you flap? I guess they'd have to be thicker, but you might be able to otherwise keep the shape."

Hm, probably. She goes into the starscape to try it - bones can be flat and lightweight, right? They shouldn't change the look of her wings too much.

This works. The magic doesn't like it as much, though.

She agrees. Functional wings are going to be a sometimes thing, anyway.

She thanks Julie and heads out to give them a try.

These work a little better. She can get off the ground. It's pretty uncomfortable, though.

She spends a while fiddling with size and proportions before giving up on the moth wings, at least for this, and considering what else might work - something flying and associated with the night. Bats and owls, basically, and she's going for a softer look than bats. She doesn't think she's ever seen a picture of an owl that wasn't a cartoon one, though - she goes to see what Winona is up to, and maybe ask for help; she doesn't want to bother Julie again so soon.

Winona's working on her laptop in the living room and looks up when she hears steps. "Hi, Janet!"

Hi! Wings aren't going great; she wants to try owl ones but she doesn't know what owl wings look like.

"Well, let's look up some owl wings, then." She finds a page on a magical girl website. "These are a more faithful to the original owl model - and these ones are owl-based but have been tweaked for better flying, see?"

She wants the ones that are better for flying, and also, what is that?

"What's what?"

The thing on the screen. It's not a TV show and it's probably not a book but she's not sure what other things you get on screens.

"It's a website. This website is here because - someone decided they wanted magical girls to be able to look up practical tips on designing useful things to add to their bodies, so they wrote about it, and they formatted it like this so that we can look it up on the Internet, instead of like a book."

That's neat. She might want to look at it later if that's okay? For now she just wants a closer look at those wings.

"Sure, here's the big version. We don't have an extra laptop and I need mine to work, but Julie doesn't need hers all day and might let you try it."

Okay. Thank you.

She loses the antennae when she switches wings - safe bet the magic won't like her mixing her metaphors, there - and fiddles with the details a bit (star gradient near the wrists, streaky clouds on indigo below, mimicking the barred pattern of the wings on the site; she overdoes it a little with the clouds, first pass) before trying again to take off.

That works just fine. Owl wings are very quiet.

She likes that. Likes flying a little more than she expected to, too, though still not enough for it to be her first choice of transportation method.

She lands on the roof of the house; she wants to watch the neighborhood for a little while.