KORBIN
Leave my loneliness unbroken!
- quit the bust above my door!
- quit the bust above my door!
For the first time in a week, it was not snowing. The sky was high and clear, and the temperature had plummeted to something close to unbearable, even for the natives. But Korbin gladly faced down the cold for the spectacular view he got from up on high, with the horizon laid out vast and unbroken before him. It was the perfect weather for flying, just enough of a breeze to make it interesting... it really was too bad that he wasn't out here to play.
Cocking his raven head aside, he followed the path of the luxere tracks for as long as he could see, then angled a wing to begin a gradual descent. The urge to dive and swoop in daring angles was there, and he couldn't quite keep from giving in to it as he came down towards his companion. His speed was a touch too fast as he darted down, and he banked just inches away from Noah's head, with a raucous caw that sounded suspiciously like laughter.
"Herd's turning west. Getting a bit too close to Whitebrim for comfort," he reported, with a tone that was too cheery for what he had to say. "What do you wanna do?" Dark wings carried him in lazy circles around the other as he spoke, looking rather carefree. Like he wasn't coaxed out to hunt in his sister's place, with her being stuck at the new bar.
Cocking his raven head aside, he followed the path of the luxere tracks for as long as he could see, then angled a wing to begin a gradual descent. The urge to dive and swoop in daring angles was there, and he couldn't quite keep from giving in to it as he came down towards his companion. His speed was a touch too fast as he darted down, and he banked just inches away from Noah's head, with a raucous caw that sounded suspiciously like laughter.
"Herd's turning west. Getting a bit too close to Whitebrim for comfort," he reported, with a tone that was too cheery for what he had to say. "What do you wanna do?" Dark wings carried him in lazy circles around the other as he spoke, looking rather carefree. Like he wasn't coaxed out to hunt in his sister's place, with her being stuck at the new bar.
Quoth the Raven,
"Nevermore."
"Nevermore."
