A scene from chapter 4 of my Ferdibert fic "I Hope This Letter Finds You" that I commissioned from @anophiles !
He whistled for the raven. It took to the sky and landed on his shoulder, eating the meat from his hand. When finished, it flew off again towards the woods surrounding the farm. Ferdinand rolled his eyes. “Not even a thank you? I thought they raised ravens well in the capital.” “They do.” Ferdinand automatically reached for his belt at the voice, but nothing was there. His weapons were in the stable with Pia. Stepping out of the treeline, wearing the same fine travel cloak as before, was Hubert. The raven was perched comfortably on his shoulder. When they had last spoken, Ferdinand had taken pride in his appearance— he had believed his opinions would carry more weight in Aion if he took the time to look noble and official. Now Ferdinand stood outside a time-battered house in nothing more than pants with dirt covering the knees and a long sleeved linen shirt, sweat soaking through at embarrassing points. At least he had tied back his ever-growing hair. “I assumed you would come after dark,” Ferdinand said, trying to settle his nerves. Hubert raised an eyebrow. “I could leave if you wish to delay this request.”
Anophi was simply amazing. Incredibly skillful and more than happy to take on the wall of text I sent trying to describe this scene. With her input, the piece turned out slightly different but MUCH better than I had originally invisioned!
Ferdinand looks scruffy, Hubert looks annoyed-- all is right with the world <3 Thank you again Anophi!!!
