TAILWIND.

“I understand your point of view, but biologically we largely lack the features they’re choosing to either show or not, and at least from my perspective clothes are little more than a preference.“

“Now now Revali, we can’t so harshly judge those from worlds unlike our own.”

WHATS UNCOUTH ABOUT SHOWING THE WORLD YOUR SPIRIT!!!!

‘As you know’. It had been a terribly long time since she’d last spoken to a Rito. Few traveled to Zora’s Domain when she’d been alive, and while her hope for their people had never waned after her death and imprisoning it was only natural that after such a long time she might forget such things. She was glad to hear that, at least, he was in a better situation than herself. A Rito that could not soar could still survive without difficulty. She mourned his loss of freedom, but found hope in the fact that he was not in harm’s way.

“‘Revali’s Gale’, was it? I was certainly amazed when I first saw it.” Like her Grace, he harbored a power unique to himself, something that had contributed to his selection as a Champion. If he had eventually passed on that ability to Link, she could only wonder how reluctant he’d have been to do so. 

“I know our situation isn’t a practical one, but know I will support you Revali. We may be of different backgrounds, but we are still of Hyrule’s Champions. The fact that I see you a a comrade and friend has not changed despite where we are.” It was a simple offer of assistance for when the times were tough. Her allies in this place were few, so to have reliable friends nearby made her feel somewhat comfortable.

“Perhaps we have no purpose in this realm, but I’d like to think we do. Calamity Ganon may not exist, but surely with some searching we can find ourselves a place to belong.” At the very least, it was better than being dead.

It’s impossible to argue, even if he’d like to. The lack of freedom is suffocating, but it’s not really that that bothers him...of course, he has no intentions of spilling such things to the Zora. That...yes, that’s on a need-to-know basis. It’s nothing that concerns her or any of the other champions. Or anyone for that matter. The frown that tugs at his beak is hastily gone the moment he hears her praise, feathers ruffling in pride.

“Oh, but of course. It’s only natural to think so.” Any opportunity to boast is welcome, although it is noticeably toned down from his usual pompous declarations. After all, he can’t compare her to others — she’s just as talented, which is something even he can’t deny. Their specialties are simply far different, that’s all.

The Rito takes a moment to take in her words, wings folding over chest, eyes slowly falling downward to the blue that decorates his person before dragging them back up. “Hrm....you’re not wrong. This may be far from the ideal, but if it’s you or the rest, then I can’t say I have much of a complaint. It’s not as if I have much else to occupy my time with, so I suppose you could count me as an ally once more...for the time being.” 

The dismissive tone is there, but it’s hardly genuine. She’s right, of course, as much as he loathes to admit it. He still turns his head, to keep up his air of aloofness.

“Have you, perhaps, ever heard of volume control?” It’s drawled out in about two layers of distaste and at least one of sarcasm. Narrow eyes flicker to the target of his...criticisms, one look already telling him more than he needs to know.

“Now, I understand it may be difficult for someone like you to understand, but some of us do enjoy being able to hear properly.”

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     THOUGH she has seen many kinds of species during her time within the city, never before has the princess seen any quite like this one before. While she tries not to outwardly express it too much, a soft quirk of her brow is still offered regardless as the two of them stare at each other now. While she wishes to say that he, too, stares at her out of unfamiliarity… The opposite seems to be true.

     Which makes the sage wonder; just who exactly is this stranger, then?

     ❝ Everyone within this place is a longways from home; both you and myself included, ❞ she starts with a small smile, still trying to wrack her brain for any information she may have heard about this boy.

     ❝ However, I’ve found it rare that others know of who and what I am. It’s a… Nice change of pace. ❞

While the colors of the Zora vary, not so much the shape, although there are exceptions. At the very least, he can say he’s never seen a Zora quite like this. He notices the change in expression and quirks his own brow, but he won’t comment-- right now, anyway.

“Well, I suppose you aren’t wrong...I myself certainly can’t say I’m fond of my new residence.” He returns the smile, although at her comment, his is punctuated by a exuberant wave of the wing before it rests on a puffed out chest. 

Where Revali was the type of individual that placed a great deal of emphasis on the abilities of others, Mipha was not like-minded in that regard. The strength of one’s heart was just as important as their skill, it was something her father had passed down to her. He’d always wished for her to follow her heart, and so she would continue to do so.

“I don’t believe it is fair of us to judge the civilizations of those unlike our own, but I must admit this place is far more stifling than the streets of even Hyrule Castle Town.” They’d both been there at least once along with the princess’ party, but just as other races didn’t expect Zora’s Domain to really accommodate them, that city had been the same.

“It’s true.” He was quick to poke at the Zora’s reliance on water. “I cannot fault anyone for their absence, but aside from it being far more difficult for me to travel on land, the absence of bodies of water or even streams poses a complication for me. I’m sure I mentioned this during our brief travels together but it isn’t healthy for Zora to go an extended period of time on land.” Much like an actual fish they could dry out. “But surely your wings still function? At least you can take to the skies?”

‘Not fair’....the comment earns a roll of the eyes from the Rito, but at least she agrees. At least the Castle Town was more open-- everywhere he looks he sees towers as high as the eye can see, and enough bodies to populate the entirety of Hyrule crammed into little spaces. How he misses the open air of Rito Village...but of course, even that is out of reach for him now.

“I see. Yes, I remember quite well.  You know, for trying to be oh-so accommodating, I must say their attempts are clearly lacking.” It earns a frown. She is one of the few people he doesn’t mind, and he’d rather not have to watch her suffer. A Zora without water is like a Rito without skies, is it not? Or something like that. “As you know, Rito can only soar-- we can hardly ascend on our own, and thus we require air currents to fly higher. All these...structures make it difficult for any wind to pass through, nonetheless create a proper updraft. Of course, this would normally not be a problem for someone such as I...”

Tap, tap. Standing on the tips of her toes, the princess gently pressed upon the shoulder of a familiar bird to get his attention. The Rito was a man of bluster and wit, but Mipha knew he would not be unkind to her even if their situation was a peculiar one.

“It has been a while Revali. Perhaps too long, though I suppose I couldn’t do anything about that…” It was difficult to visit someone when both parties were deceased and their souls bound to Divine Beasts. “I hope this city has been seeing you well.”

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It is all too easy to be hyper-aware in such stuffy circumstances. He’s already had quite enough of strangers brushing by every few moments, and the next touch was on the track to receive a harsh chastise...had he not immediately recognized the red and blue figure once he turned around.

“So it has, Mipha.” He could not say he was good friends with his fellow champions, but he harboured no ill will towards them. They, like him, were the best of their kind.

“–!”

There was no stopping the expression that took hold of the hero; eyes widening as a familiar figure stepped out before him. Disbelief seemed to dance behind his face, for more than a moment; unsure if he was dreaming, or receiving a vision from the past. Though those words that the Rito spoke, his way of movement, the air he carried around his frame– there was no denying that this was the Champion who Link once fought beside, all those years ago.

This time, however.. their meeting was different. It had not been long ago that they had been reunited with one another; after his one hundred year slumber.. and the other’s fall. Somewhere in his heart, there was something telling him that this was not Revali’s spirit however; that truly, it was him. 

Never changing, even despite all the time that slipped past them.

With a thousand questions raging, Link could only smile in response to what was spoken. His memories had told the story of how they were never close, but relief still filled the boy regardless. If this was where they would be, after finally defeating Ganon together.. there truly was nothing more he could ask for.

“Revali.. it’s good to see you again.”

The smile drags the confidant look on his face down a bit, as if the answer was displeasing. No, it shouldn’t be-- after all, someone like him should garner that sort of reaction. Still, it’s more...surprise? Yes, that was it. Considering the boy barely graced him with anything less than a blank stare for the time they had known each other, it’s a far better reaction.

The Rito closes his eyes for a moment, tilting his head at the other’s voice. How foreign, hearing nice things come from that mouth in particular, and directed at him! Perhaps all that time sleeping did awaken him to more favourable opinions. Wings cross, and his smile returned, preening slightly (but obviously) in response.

“Hmph. Of course it is. Well, I simply wouldn’t accept any less.” Would he return the sentiment? Not out loud. He has a reputation to uphold, thank you very much.

 It comes out as a squawk as the Rito ducks, narrowly missing being in the other’s path. Once the danger is over, he hastily straightens up-- soothing his feathers down as if it hadn’t happened. He already wasn’t particularly fond of the overbearing crowds as is, was the other’s acrobatics really necessary?!

“Ugh-- could you at least have some decency before you go leaping around like some sort of rabbit?! Unlike you, some people don’t appreciate nearly being bowled over!”

“Awfully far from Zora’s Domain, aren’t we?” Yes, there’s nothing else she could be. Nobody he knows, seeing as how he doesn’t find himself ‘befriending’ many Zora in the first place, their Champion notwithstanding. 

Is this a nostalgic feeling? Perhaps. He would recognize that figure anywhere (not too fondly, of course), be it the fields of Hyrule or here. His approach his hardly subtle in any means, wing splaying out as he gestures to their surroundings.

“It’s been quite a while, Oh Great Hero! Surprised? As am I.” There’s a grand sweep of the arm, head tilting as he locks green eyes with the bright blues of the Chosen One. A while ago, he might have turned up his beak at the sight of that face....but, all things change. 

“Of course, I understand this might be a lot to take in. Don’t worry, I won’t blame you for being too stunned to speak. It is only natural.” 

...Not by a lot, of course.