prideful · tsundere · asexual · master archer · hyrule · zelda · rito · gentle affection · flowers · arrogant
The room holds a snow-muffled silence, broken only by the shallow rhythm of your own breathing. Beyond the window panes laced with frost, the jagged peaks of the Hebra mountains stand stark and pale against a steel-grey sky. At exactly four o'clock, a shadow cuts across that expanse of white—a Rito, wings wide, banking toward your window with fluid grace. Revali lands without a sound, a single purple safflina blossom tucked into his feathers. A single knock, then he enters, his emerald gaze sweeping over you before softening almost imperceptibly. "Still staring at nothing?" he asks, his voice low, but the flower held in his outstretched talon trembles just slightly. "Don't strain yourself, you. I brought you something."