As Urbosa called out to the rest of the group in the dim light of the morning the champions hasten to set out. Anya, still a bit groggy, moved slightly slower than she would like and tried to hustle. She looked over her shoulder to a most unusual sight. Revali in a moment of concentration tending to his hair. Anya who despite the time spent together in their youth had never seen it down before. "Well.... I didn't know you were so good with hair?" she said softly. He stopped and looked over at her slightly annoyed at the intrusion, seeing as she should be minding her own business, yet he couldn't deny he enjoyed the attention. "Of course! Who do you think has been doing it this whole time?! I'm not a child." She tried to not let her smile creep across her face too noticeably, as to not fluster him more. As the rest of the others around the camp looked almost prepared to move on Revali in a moment of irritation and a bizarre sense of care quickly grabbed the part of Anyas hair that she had been fussing over, "You-you're too slow!" He said in a flustered and feverish statement. He tried to shroud his surprise at this own action under his persona and feigned impatience. As he finished tying it back he stepped back quickly to distance himself. She looked over her wing at him as stood there arms crossed and his cheeks slightly pink under all the feathers.... "You have always excelled at wasting time." He then turned and joined the others. Anya still surprised in the wake of his behavior just smiled softly and followed.
Her father a Rito warrior fell in a controversial romance with her mother a Hylian woman and they broke convention to be with each other. Sadly they passed when Anya was just a baby leaving her to find out where she belongs and learn the secrets to her past and who her parents truly were. As she grows she learns to be the outcast in Rito village looked at with a judgmental eye by the villagers due to her mixed blood. She finds herself joining Zelda and the Campions on their adventure hoping to find herself in the process.
Getting ready to ink my second chapter of “Lost Memories” my BOTW (Revali x OC) webcomic on deviant art! Hopefully crushing through the inking this coming Tuesday and having it out soon.
Revali sighed, staring at the short bedraggled Hylian Knight in front of him. How had this oaf not figured he was fucking with him, had the sticks tangled among the blonde hair hit his brain? Maybe he was actually dim or perhaps just did not understand personal safety?
Revali was almost concerned, after all he hadn't questioned him when asked to do the explosive propelled flights, or even the extreme game of The Floor is Lava where he bounced off enemies to avoid the ground. Surely this irritating Knight would give up and leave soon.
"Your final quest is toooo..." Revali furrowed brow making a show of trying to remember something to hide the fact he was making it up as they went along "ah yes. I remember. Tame a Lynel"
To his horror, link nodded and pulled out the sheikah slate, marked a point on the map where there was known to be a Lynel. A reminder for directions later on perhaps.
Watching Link leave, Revali sighed again. Why was Link so determined to help him? Regardless, attempting to subdue a Lynel either they would receive a more likeable sword wielder or the boy would grow some common sense.
Turning Revali dropped to his knees, preparing to summon his gale, when he heard his name being screamed in a way that chilled him to his core.
"DID YOU REALLY SEND LINK OFF TO GO TAME A LYNEL!"
'Oh no' the thought echoed around his skull, as he watched you, somewhat fearfully, storm angrily towards him. He was rather tempted to fly away and hide for a week, you'd never looked this mad before.
"You know that boy has NO SENSE" You rage, you had caught Link at the entrance of the Flight Range and all joyful thoughts you'd had perished during the brief conversation you’d had with him.
"Nami, love" Revalis tone was soft and sweet, trying to soothe your rage.
"NO" You point at him, shaking with an anger refusing to be settled "You go after him NOW! and you STOP HIM"
Summary: A few months after the Calamity and Hyrule is beginning to recover.
Words: 4516
Age Rating: Teen
Content Warning: Angst, Bad fluff, medical situations involving a child, suggestive ending.
The sun was high, signalling the coming afternoon heat, you sat listlessly in the Castle Town Clinic. Situated by the gates, the small clinic was staffed by the castle healers once a week to allow the towns own healers to take a day to themselves. This particular clinic was designed for soldiers returning from battle and once a week for citizens unable to afford healers to come. It was good practice for the third year students and keeping skills sharp.
Naturally the students leapt willingly into the work whereas the more experienced healers usually put off the job until they couldn’t any longer. All the healers thought the clinic was a genius idea, courtesy of the Princess, but many found it tedious. You, personally, wished you could spare more time for it. Being the outlier. Managing the Rito section of the castle halls meant a lot of your time was consumed in your office or the wards.
Today, the clinic had been shut earlier than usual. You had received news that a band of soldiers, headed by Link and Revali were heading your way with wounded. You had been forced to usher away people with many apologies and quick explanations so you could prepare the rooms, the two third year students with you had been quickly put to work cleaning the area while you set out the basic equipment you would need. Bandages, stitching materials and potions. The more serious injuries would be taken up to the castle to be treated, the clinic only capable of handling small wounds. The clinic had been sorted in record time, so you sat by a window trying to spot the guards signal that the band of soldiers were approaching.
A sharp whistle pierced the air, Revali must’ve known you were in the clinic today. Not surprising as he seemed to know your schedule better than yourself, you pushed yourself up, the students copied and followed you. Another whistle sounded as you stepped outside, making you frown, if he knew you were in the clinic he usually whistled once the let you know they were entering the town. Two was new, causing you to worry, he was really seeking your attention swiftly perhaps needed it as soon as he landed. Glancing around, you saw the soldiers marching around the corner into the clinics yard, several limping and few hopping along with the support of a friend.
“Set some cots up outside” You ordered the students who rushed to it quickly, going inside to pull them down from the storage above the door, coming to the same conclusion that you had, there wasn't going to enough space inside. “Three should do if we sit them rather than lay them down”
Revali dropped out of the sky with no warning, landing heavily with a grunt barely a foot away from you in a deep crouch, almost as low as he could be on one knee, a small body was pressed against his back, arms hanging limply either side of his neck.
“He got hit by a Moblin, also hit his head on some steps when he fell, has been unconscious ever since” He reported quickly, giving you the information simply and to the point as you darted around his wings, that were pressed firmly against the ground for support, to reach the child draped over him.
You pressed yourself against Revali's side to give yourself as much reach as you checked the tiny body over for injury, his right arm had a deep bleeding laceration, his back was a giant mottled bruise with several shallow cuts that needed flushed out, most alarming was the blood coming from his head, a wound was hidden somewhere in his wild hair. You reached over Revali’s shoulder to grasp the boys wrist, silently you checked his pulse, it was fast and erratic. Not much of a surprise. The castle would have to manage the boys injuries you simply didn’t have the supplies for him here
“He needs to go up to the castle for the head injuries, the sooner the better. I want to stem the bleeding on his arm before you go so they can focus on his head when he gets there” You stated as Revali nodded, his full attention on you, awaiting your orders, shifting his weight on his knee as you continued to examine the child allowing you better access, both of you knew he would be the best choice to take the child “If you can stay like this for a moment with him I’ll get some supplies to wrap that arm to stem the blood flow.”
You jogged quickly to the clinic door where one of the students was coming out of, they must have already ran through to grab you the necessities upon seeing the small boy, as they instantly thrust out an armful of equipment for you to pick from, having grabbed anything they thought would help. You grab everything you need with a quick thank you, before turning back and making your way back to Revali.
You were surprised to see Revali was looking over his shoulder at the child on his back, muttering something to the boy as you darted back over.
“-I promise” You heard him say the boy had woken in the few seconds you’d been gone, his miniscule frame shaking as he cried silently “Just stay still for me”
“Hello sweetheart” You spoke quietly as you stopped beside them, relieved he had woken up even though it might make this process harder, you began to prepare the gauze and the bandages getting them ready for use “I’m glad to see you awake, I’m going to wrap your arm up for you and then Revali here is going to take you up to the castle. The healers up there are going to make you feel all better”
“I want my mommy” The boy cried, tears running across his face understandably scared being surrounded by people he didn’t know while hurting, the weak feeling of injury was enough to scare adults.
You gently started wrapping up his arm, the boy didn’t fight you as you wound the bandages around his arm, just watching you do so sadly. While it was a pleasant surprise as you had expected him to try and fight you, you didn’t like his lack of spirit, he had very little strength barely able to muster the energy needed to squeeze the tears out but he didn’t have a slur when he spoke so you hoped he would be okay with a little rest.
“Do you know your mommy’s name?” you kept your voice low expecting him to have a brutal headache “Revali had to fly you here really really fast, so she’s still catching up”
“Mommy is mommy” the boy frowned at you confused, and you mentally sighed he was still too young to really understand the concept of names you guessed.
“Well…” you drew out the word as you tied off the knot on his bandage “Why don’t you tell Revali here alll about her while you fly there, so he can help find her for you”
The child whispered a small okay at you as you looked to Revali “Vali” You whispered quietly “Try to keep him talking”
He nodded “Safer for him to be awake”
You smiled in agreement, stepping back as you decided to lay it the optimism thickly for the boy “Enjoy the flight, Revali never flies anyone anywhere so you are super lucky”
The boy flashed you a quick small smile, responding to your positivity, despite still laying limply across Revali’s back. That worried you greatly, but you forced another wide smile to the boy squashing your worry. Revali got off his knees, lifting himself into a better position to run and take off. His gale obviously not being a good choice currently to take off.
“Bye bye” the boy tiredly flexed his hand in a tiny wave at yourself
“Bye bye” you waved at him as Revali jogged a few steps before leaping high into the air and flying off to the castle wards with him.
You let yourself frown for a moment before turning around to see Link in your immediate eyeline standing on one leg leaning against the clinic wall rather than sitting. You catch his attention with a sigh, he shrugs at you in response a half smile on his face completely unrepentant about his injuries. With a roll of your eyes, you square up at him, pop your neck and stride over braced for the healing fight you were about to get into with him.
In the end the band of 35, had 3 soldiers sent up to the castle for further treatment assisted by the students and 12 with minor injury treated at the clinic and sent home. Link, was the only one left, aggressively -desperately- signing an explanation as to why it was a good idea to fight that Lynel alone while the others fought the Moblins and that you should not scold him further.
Sighing exasperatedly, it had been a long afternoon and it was now dark out, deciding to concede this argument you opted for shaking a pointed finger at him “Fine, I wont scold you more” Link grins victoriously, but the smile falls quickly as you continue “HOWEVER, If you pop these stitches ONCE. I will tell the Princess about this stupidity. You know what she will do to you”
Link hastily nods at you, the Princess was rather forceful in her affections for Link, and he relished in it. Most of the time. Zelda had a lot of love to give and Link was affection starved, they were perfect for each other in that regard. But when he was injured he was always a hair away from being confined to the bed until he was healed and he knew from experience to not push that line.
“Come on then” You sigh, pulling him up and wrapping an arm around his waist as he settled a heavy arm over your shoulder.
He could make the walk alone, you knew that but the less pressure on the stitches the better. The walk to his lodgings isn’t long, as he rents a small room upstairs in the local tavern. He owns a home in Hateno, that you know as he had told you about it before the calamity with a wistful look on his face, he rented it out to a small family for nearly nothing, keeping the rent low as long as they didn’t mind him to staying in the spare room on the rare occasion he visited. Apparently his parents had owned it before him, the sentiment of the place left him unable to sell it and buy a home here. The pair of you laughed as you fought against the stubborn tavern door to get in, the wooden monstrosity unwilling to stay open long enough for both of you to get in, preferring to let one of in then trying bash you back out. The door was intentionally designed to be harder to open then some. The owner of the tavern got tired of dealing with the drunks wandering back in after they’d already been booted out and designed it themselves. It was a rather genius idea as you had to be fully in control of your limbs to get actually get in.
As you led Link past the bar to the stairs in the back of the tavern, the owner themselves rolled their eyes at the pair of you before coming around the bar and lifting Link up effortlessly and throwing him over their shoulder like a sack of flour with ease. Link hung loosely over their shoulder shrugging helplessly in embarrassment, resigned to the treatment.
“Ill get him up there lass” They grunted at you “Get yourself home, its late”
“Alright, thank you Ota” You smile widely in amusement “Goodnight Link”
Link waved at you as he disappeared round the corner, carried off by his landlord/accidentally obtained parent. The tavern door was easier to maneuver alone, and you quickly stepped out into the night, the cool air was refreshing after working up a sweat helping Link stumble down the cobbled streets clinging to each other like a drunken pair of barnacles. Still you stuff your hands into your linen trousers pockets as you begin the walk to the castle. You intentionally walk down the center of the streets as you go, Castle Town was safe as a town could be but that didn’t mean it was a good idea to wander about in the dark alone near alleyways.
You were near the Castle bridge in the town, the adjoining stone walkway that connected it to the town underfoot, when the wind picked up in a familiar way. Violent, circular wind, one that made your braid whip you in the face with a solid, painful smack. Revali landed gracefully, completely unruffled, beside you with an amused snort as you flung your hair out of your face. Completely unapologetic of the havoc he managed to cause to you, he slung his wing over your shoulder and pulled you into his side.
“Its late” His tone was quiet, as he glanced down at you as he began to cross the bridge, pulling you along gently with him. The ‘I was getting worried’ echoed unspoken around you.
You sling your arm about his waist, squeezing momentarily before you softly sank your fingers into the exposed white feathers at his hip. Smiling you match his pace, content.
“Yes, well Link was injured” A breathy laugh escapes you, Link was a walking contradiction in the wards, always an argument yet somehow a delight to heal “You know he has to be threatened after each injury to make sure he looks after the injury properly”
Revali scoffs, while they were now civil it did not mean they were friendly “That boy is useless”
“Ota has their hands on him now though” You grin knowing how much Ota amused Revali, the tavern keepers willingness to simply pick up the hero of time and toss him about like a rag doll was hard to not find funny.
“Hylia help him” Revali hummed, running his thumb over your arm as you leaned on him a little, the long day beginning to take its toll on you “He’s going to be held responsible for his injury”
“That he will”
You walked quietly together up to the first gatehouse, the intimidating stone structure looming over the green trees, only footsteps clicking against the dark brick walkway mingled with near silent breathing echoing around the pair of you. The iron gates remained open, allowing passage inside with ease. The guards barely look at the pair of you as you walk through, their card and dice games much more interesting than trying to force a begrudged conversation with an irritated Rito and his acquiescing mate. There also was the compulsory grunt of disgust, coming only from the old captain in the furthest corner from you, the man had always been a part of the disapproving group and made sure he let you both know of it. Revali, tired of the older generations judgment, ignored him or provoked him. Depending on the perspective of the situation. Stared at him as he pulled you in closer for a step, keeping an eye fixed on the captain he tilted his head down to murmur in your ear.
“Can I convince you to fly the rest of the way?” Revali despite intentionally trying to provoke someones ire, his voice sounded soft and tired. Wrung out by the day, ready to be home.
You had been more willing to work on your issue with heights lately, deciding it was clearly time to accept flying would have to become part of your life to be with Revali. While just the idea of going up to Vah Medoh made your legs feel like jelly in a strong gale, Revali had been almost too understanding of your fear, allowing you to be control of everything you possibly could be during a flight. The results so far were positive, you could look down when flying over treetops with him without feeling like you might wet yourself in sheer terror.
“Next time maybe” He hummed lowly acknowledging your quiet response, a sound that likely sounded non-committal to people who didn’t know him. But you knew he was going to hold you to it. “We’re going to Tabantha next week, perhaps then?”
“I remember” He frowned, waiting until you both were out of the gatehouse and away from any guards earshot before softly inquiring “How is your sister?”
“Koya’s last letter lead me to believe that she’s hardly functioning, just managing to do the bare minimum for her and Deno” You allow a stressed sigh leave you as you thought of Yuna’s devastating situation.
Your sisters husband had been dispatched to the walls of Fort Hateno, called upon by his birthplace to help defend it and he willingly went. Tabantha Village had such a good relationship with Rito Village, also close enough to Rito lands that both Hylian and Rito helped protect each others lands. Select garrisons would train with each other, working hard to learn each others strengths, they had provided an immensely strong and lethal barricade against monsters. Yuna and her husband had agreed that she would stay in Tabantha as it was safest and he promised he would return from Hateno after serving his duty.
A promise he never managed to keep, losing his life to the guardians that attacked.
“I could ask Vane to come talk to her” Revali suggested, Vane was a tall black blue warrior, one of Revali’s only friends in Rito Village, and a widowed father of 3. “She may find what he says more…” he struggled to find the right words, wanting to help but unsure “He might get through to her more having similar experience”
“Only if he thinks its a good idea” You shrug, just as unsure. Your parents deaths had been hard but this was a different type of grief and it left you just as unsure “I don’t want to rush her, heartbreak isn’t something I can slap a bandage on to heal, so I…” You frown, waving a hand helplessly before whispering “I don’t know what to do”
Revali squeezes you shoulder gently in response, pulling you into him as you reach the healing wards, you lean into him momentarily letting him hold you close and try to shield you from the anguish. You were unsure who needed the hug more, you trying to hide from the family woes or Revali not used to being so lost in a storm, desperately wanting to make it better and being unable. After a couple of minutes you pull back, Revali ran a finger down your back as you did so, and led him inside.
The healing wards were warm inside, specific fireplaces were kept alight all hours to keep the wards warm for the ill kept there. The interns were tasked with the duty of keeping them burning, tonight one of the Rito trainees was burdened with the duty. The young girl, who had scuttled out of one the private rooms, bowed fractionally upon seeing you before carrying on with her duties. You trot up the spiraling stone stairs, sat tucked to the side of the door you had come through. Revali followed close behind, silently watching you fight your pockets for your keys. The healers private quarters required 2 keys to access, one to open the communal doorway and the other for the private quarters. Each room had one key, so despite your relationship with Revali and his champion status, he couldn’t get in or out of you rooms alone unless you tossed him your own keys.
Your quarters in particular were located roughly 6 feet away from the communal door, you could have moved to the other end of the building, where the larger rooms and other heads lived, when you got promoted but had liked your little home and opted to stay in them. It wasn't much, only 3 rooms large; a bedroom, bathroom and a conjoined living and kitchen area.
It didn’t take long for you to get into your rooms, a rough twist of the key in the lock and shove against the stiff door. Absently you both kicked off your gear by the door; you removing your boots and placing the ever present black case on a small hook by your coats and Revali carefully hanging up his bow and quiver next to your now less ignored falcon bow.
Revali set about lighting the fire as you turned your attention to locking the door “Hungry?” He asked as he ignited the kindling.
“Yes” you state already having opened the cupboards, you frowned at the contents they needed filling badly “We only have porridge, milk and fruit”
He snorts “I knew you’d forget to do the shopping properly while I was gone” knowing you well enough to know you only really ate porridge with fruit because you’d ran out of spices to put in it, preferring cinnamon and nutmeg to fruit.
“Oh hush” you flap a hand at him, he wasn’t wrong however in the thought that you barely remembered to buy food before completely running out when he wasn't here. There had been many occasions where you’d had to knock on doors for something you’d forgotten you needed.
He reached around you to grab the milk “Is this fresh?” You rolled your eyes at his completely founded skepticism while he eyed the milk suspiciously. It wouldn’t be the first time you had ignored a bottle of milk for a week or more, he likely was worried it was the one he had bought 2 weeks ago.
“I bought it this morning before my shift at the clinic, fear not Vali” You smirked at him, before pulling the bananas and wildberries out of the fruit bowl sat at the back of the countertop. Pretending that you had not completely forgotten to buy everything else.
A small huff of laughter left him as he set about making up the porridge, within a few moments he had the pot hung over the fireplace, deeming it easier to use the fireplace than spending time to heat up the stove.
“Cinnamon?” You asked as you scooped the chopped fruits onto a small plate.
“You actually have some?” He smirked, watching you reach up to grab the bowls before shaking his head “Just the fruit for me”
“Good, there's only enough for one bowl anyway” You grin cheekily at him, as he dramatically throws his hand over his heart pretending to be wounded.
Gathering up the bowls, you walk over to the tiles by the fireplace to put them down, the pot will be put on the tiles by until the morning, so it just made sense to take the bowls there, Revali was critically stirring the porridge as you placed them down beside him with a gentle clink. You dropped a hand on his shoulder as you leaned over him to peer at the porridge, seeing it was nearly done you moved to grab the spoons and fruit. You walked past Revali to put them down on the low coffee table a couple of feet behind him, a quiet, dull thunk sounded behind you as Revali took the porridge off the heat and set it on the tiles.
“Here” He held out a bowl already filled, you smile as you take it.
“Thanks” You set it on the table, deciding to just sit on the floor to eat and mix in some wildberries. You sigh internally as you become aware you’d forgot to bring the cinnamon over but couldn’t be bothered to go get it.
Revali came and sat on the other side of the pile of fruit, quickly scooping some of the wildberries up before you took them all. Then proceeded to have to fight you for the banana too, he sighed in false exasperation as you stole more than your share and ate it without even mixing it in to your porridge.
“Get off” He chuckled, swatting at you with his spoon as you made for a bit of banana in his bowl for a second time.
You grinned unrepentant as you popped it in your mouth, but planned to stick to your own bowl for now, he’d probably actually aim properly and smack you if you went for a third bite “Get any new gifts off your adoring fans on your outing with Link?”
“Just their undying love” He smirked “How about you? How many morons have you seen?”
“A kid shot his dad during their archery lessons yesterday” You grin, suppressing a laugh “He was very proud of his son”
Revali shook his head amused “I hope you suggested that he teach his son to aim before the next firing lesson”
“No, I did consider suggesting a tutor however, that child seemed too pleased with himself for having just shot his dad” You smirked remembering the bright way the kid had announced it was his fault
Revali shook his head smiling, putting an empty bowl down on the table “You certainly get some interesting patients”
“One day I’ll tell you about the people who slip and fall on things that have then gotten stuck” You put special emphasis on the words ‘slip and fall’ to make sure he understood exactly where and what you actually meant.
“Please don’t” He snorted “You can keep those tales”
You laugh, reaching over the table to drop your bowl besides his. You accidentally kick him as you shift, more like poke him with a toe, but he still dramatically recoils with a whine.
“How could you?” he whines insincerely slumping onto the floor as if dealt a mortal wound, wing over his thigh where you’d bumped him. Snorting, you shift onto all fours and crawl over to him, sinking a hand into the feathers of his thigh, just under his wing.
Scratching lightly, you smirk as he grins triumphantly at you “Let me make it up to you”
Separated for a fortnight had left you feeling particularly lonely, and the intensity in his gaze at your smirk left you in no doubts he felt the same way. You push your hands up his thighs, displacing feathers as your hands move up, your right moving to his waist to stroke his exposed side. He propped himself up on one of his wings as you ran your left up to grasp at the thick strap on his shoulder. His hands take the opportunity pull you onto his lap properly, when you shift yourself to straddle him, Revali making sure you were situated exactly where he wished. You shake your head minutely, he was already trying to take control.
“Down Boy” You purr at him, pushing him down onto his back “I think I’ll be in charge tonight”
Summary: Your favourite pastime is playing in the snow.
Words: 555
Age Rating: Gen
Content Warning: fluff
You had grown up playing in the snow of the Hebra Mountain range. You had spent many hours, alone or with friends, making snow angels, snowmen and various other snow things. Your favourite snow activity was the Snowball Fight that happened every year. It wasn't a planned event, however it was almost a tradition for the fathers of the village, at least once a year, to start all out war with their children and other families. The whole village either joined in or hid inside out of fear.
Which meant when it snowed in Castle Town, a rare occasion, all you saw was ammunition and Revali, completely unaware, started to look like a fantastic target.
The pair of you were walking across the snowy plains of Hyrule field, it was a regular thing now to walk around with him. Revali made a habit of dropping by the healing wards every couple of days if he could to take you out on a lunch date. If you were able to take you lunch hour, something that could feel impossible some days, he would take you to little cafes or Mako’s Bakery. There was always a friendly competition over who could pull their wallet out fastest and pay. 14 Revali – 6 Nami. He was quick. After paying for your food you would either sit in the cafes and talk or walk around and eat.
Some days you left the town walls and wander a little ways before you had to head back, like you had today. Revali was walking a little bit ahead of you, boasting about the last mission he had been on with Urbosa. Something about Lynels and a new strategy the pair of them had worked up to tag team them. He was either proud it had worked so well or wanted you to be proud it had, you couldn’t guess which. You weren’t paying enough attention, far too busy squatted down scooping up snow.
Smirking, you stood up, packing the snow in your hands. Revali either wasn't aware of what you were making or wasn't expecting you to aim for him. His back remained trustingly to you, your smirk widened. Carefully you take aim, with your target secured you launch the snowball at him. You watched it arc through the air gracefully before it collided with Revali’s shoulder blade.
He turned to look at you incredulously, his voice cutting out mid sentence, his brow raised in surprise. He laughed in shock, seeing you already crouched down to make another, you look up at him mischievously bracing to throw another.
“Oh, you are in so much trouble now” Revali snorted, dodging you second throw by ducking down.
He stuck his fingers into the snow by him to toss a loose handful at you. You cackle as you dive to the side, trying to miss the worst of the small avalanche he had tossed at you. Hastily, you grabbed another handful of snow to compress, carelessly you toss it his way as he moves in to grab you. He laughs as he dodges it with enviable ease. He catches you with little effort, wrapping his wings about you, lifting you off your feet. You let out a squeal of laughter as he spins both of you round, your delight making him chuckle along with you.
