☼ Heart № 004
[He's probably long unaware that he's even dropped his PCD, considering what looks--and sounds-- like a giant turkey, is currently butting heads with the brunette.
For a while, the squabble looks fairly evenly matched.. Until one spread of those large wings knocks the boy back a good couple of feet, Sora going right ass over tea kettle. For a moment, it looks like he might have been hurt, struggling to get himself back up... But one good glare and he's up again, charging the feather-brain, and leaping above it. He's keyblade in hand, and... Although it probably shouldn't have been able to injure the bird, it does do something. Something to get it to collapse without so much as a peep or wound. Just.. Dead.
And while the feathers settle from the air, Sora hikes the blade onto his shoulders and grin triumphantly.]
Awesome! I got myself my own thanksgiving dinner!
For a while, the squabble looks fairly evenly matched.. Until one spread of those large wings knocks the boy back a good couple of feet, Sora going right ass over tea kettle. For a moment, it looks like he might have been hurt, struggling to get himself back up... But one good glare and he's up again, charging the feather-brain, and leaping above it. He's keyblade in hand, and... Although it probably shouldn't have been able to injure the bird, it does do something. Something to get it to collapse without so much as a peep or wound. Just.. Dead.
And while the feathers settle from the air, Sora hikes the blade onto his shoulders and grin triumphantly.]
Awesome! I got myself my own thanksgiving dinner!