@heartlessmage ( starter call. )
It was familiar grunts of a moblin pack that drew the Rito’s attention-- three, he could tell by varying tones alone. Revali adjusted his flight path ever slight, veering toward arising snarls to see what the fuss was about. Perhaps a traveler took the wrong course, ending in an unfavorable situation.
Closing distance, he took notice of an object between the trio-- a doll? A person? He couldn’t tell. Regardless, the fabled Rito Champion drew his weapon, nocking an enchanted flame arrow. Eyes narrowed on one Moblin, the closest to the unknown figure. With precise accuracy, he let the arrow fly, blow making direct contact with the Moblin’s chest. An enraged holler erupted from Calamity’s beast, a sudden plume of smoke erupting in the spot it once stood.
Revali descended, performing a graceful landing. Line of sight fixed upon the two foes that remained, but he did venture to query-- “ Are you okay? ”