Birds fly for hours, or days, more often than not.

[ Of course, those are birds and not humans, and they hadn't been fully serious about the whole thing; but Katsa does begin to wonder how possible such a thing might be.

She snorts a laugh. ]

I'm sure I'd sprout wings just to be contrary. [ The smile is in her eyes. She's teasing, herself the target as much as Po. ] Perhaps they use drafts. It would certainly be a quicker means to descend from the hills during long travel. Have you never tried it in Lienid, from your mountain cities? Maybe you should. Alongside all the ropes.