[PQ] Feathers & Fearlessness

DEVRUM Devrum had stared at the notice for a long while. Scratching against his beard pensively, eyes squinting as he studied the notice. This certainly wouldn't be as easy as flying up...had anything happened to Remi and Devrum had the ability to be there for him and chose not to do so...that just wouldn't sit well for him. So he ran and his wings shot out before taking the form of a rough-legged buzzard. His brown, tan, and black feathers rippled against the winds as he soared toward the location. Screeching as it appeared to dive down at an angle, Devrum shifted back so the momentum continued. Carrying his steps toward the pair with enough ease to signal he had rehearsed this entrance more than he cared to admit. "You got balls. I'll tell you that much." He spoke with a bearded smirk to Remi before looking over Kiada briefly before turning his hazel and green eye to the spire. "Well...I ain't much for suspense. We doing this or what."