#tricksterrabbit

"...Do I really look like a stickbug?"

"Oh no. A mortal with abandonment issues."

His voice booms through the marble halls of the castle, the very definition of power, as his decree is made. He has never been so disgusted by a commoner. How lowly must they think of him that they would say such a thing?

"Hm... Be careful who you call a coward, my recreant opposite... You may just... regret it..." He says, toying with the sharp end of his staff, as he levels his other with a piercing, dangerous look.

“It was thanks to Nari. We had only just learned to take forms beyond wind and wild, so it seemed only natural that we finally meet each other properly. Up until then, we could only communicate via a breeze through her forest. When we met, we talked for days without stopping. Throughout our time together, using our abilities was second-nature... Eventually we exchanged parting gifts, a promise to see each other again, with the hope of bringing The Keeper of the Flame into our fold as well. I gifted Nari with a frozen pond, upon which she could play, and in return, she gave me a beautiful flower, one which would withstand even the northernmost cold. It was fragrant, and smelled sweet, like honey and bark. It is still planted in a special place in the North Pole, where I visit it when I still have a chance to.”

"At least it is shorter than my name, this time."

"...Additionally, I do not sneeze like a kitten."

"I thought the game was to come up with a nickname? That one also seems long...?"