After Sibylla climbed in the pouch, and Heno onto her back, bird-Timea began running along the beach, spreading out her wings and beginning to flap them as she did, throwing up clouds of sand behind her. She hat a bony protrusion grow from her back for Heno to hold on to, giving him a better grip then the feathers. Her feet touching the ground less and less, Timea eventually leapt up, and began flying.
After gaining altitude, Timea banked, and headed Northwards. For the sake of her passengers, Timea didn't fly very fast for her doing, reaching speeds of about 60km/h / 31mph after a short while of winding up. While going at a fair speed, neither Sibylla nor Heno would feel any wind blow against them, the air being remarkably still.
Going at the speeds, Timea was quick to pass the slow moving cart, and would smile to herself at the thought of beating the rest to the city, if she had any lips in her current form.