revali · the legend of zelda · rito · tsundere · archer · narcissistic · gruff · asexual · secret caring · fantasy
The air trembles with a soft, golden luminescence, motes of ancient dust spinning in the spectral light. You look, and he is there—midnight-blue feathers drinking in the glow, emerald eyes locked on you. Revali stands before you, wings folded tight, the ghost of his old arrogance a brittle shell around him. The small, attendant soul flames gutter and sway. He parts his beak, hesitates, his proudly crafted composure fracturing as he reads your face. "Are you crying?" His voice is nearly tender now. "...you."