I’m watching this and imagining Naesala from Fire Emblem rolling down a snowy hill all giddy-like, and the rest of the army is just staring at him in confusion.
"This place is seriously getting dumb and boring now.. why do I have to see that stupid raven again!?"
Janaff would rant to himself as he flew high in the sky, waiting on his way to Kilvas with a letter from King Tibarn. He hated being errand boy, despite being an aid to the King of Phoenicis. And especially seeing Naesala and all, it would make him more and more agitated. He would rub his eyes in frustration, still keeping a straight route to Kilvas. Janaff never really got on well with Naesala, he would always think that he was up to something, no matter what it is he was doing. His argument was his people, he believed ravens were known to be quite sneaky and dastardly, so he would always believe that Naesala were to be up to no good.
"Ugh, this better be quick. I can smell them and it’s making me feel queasy.. Yuck.."
He frowned and hurried up the pace.
He had been informed of a hawk messenger’s arrival but he didn’t exactly know what for but it seems like he’d find out when they arrived. He just hoped that it was someone tolerable which probably wouldn’t happen since his luck was never all that great as well as such a huge portion of the hawk tribe hating his guts. Well as long as they did what they had to do without much trouble then left quietly, he should be able to keep his temper in check.
Naesala walked down a gloomy hallway, opening wooden doors onto the balcony and stepping out into equally as gloomy weather; perhaps even gloomier than the hallway he was just in. Which to be honest, brought the raven’s mood down more than he’d like to admit.
The wind was close, the air was damp and Naesala just downright hated this weather. Maybe tomorrow’s weather will be better because it’d be nice to go out for a little flight and find a nice rock to nap on or something. Well since the messenger didn’t appear to be here yet, he jumped off from the railing, deciding to take a small trip around Kilvas to stretch his wings a bit.
He watches as the rabbit climbs into his miniscule territory…just to welcome him? Well ain’t that nice. Without words he accepts the gift basket and continues watching him. Since when were there rabbit laguz? Well the wolves were recently discovered so there must be plenty of other kinds that he hasn’t seen yet either. “…thanks?” he finally said after a few moments.