More angst!

[danceabitch]

[Just outside the forest, four pickies can be seen hopping around cheerfully looking for food. Were someone to not get distracted by the small, strange birds, they might notice that on one side of a nearby tree there is a girl sitting

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[nonekkidtiemz]

[[After weeks of moping about after his encounter with Mytho, he emerges from the woods, and blinks down curiously at four small birds. They look rather strange but...

A shadow of a smirk appears on his face as he watches them, not noticing the girl beside the tree.]]

[danceabitch]

[The birds continue in their own little world. Pumpernickle suddenly notices him and chirps and the other three turn their attention to him, tilting their heads at various angles. Hadn't they seen him before? Several times? Sometimes Ahiru liked the person that looked like him and sometimes she didn't. They needed to be careful. Brioche makes a tentative hop toward him.

Ahiru, in the meantime, is still quietly sulking under the tree, completely unaware that someone else is here.]

[nonekkidtiemz]

[[With a small smile, he crouches down, holding his hand out toward the picky.]]

Where did you come from?

[danceabitch]

[Brioche hops toward his hand carefully, however he and his posse are startled as a cry come from behind the tree.]

QUA-!!

[Ahiru throws her hands over her mouth, nearly falling over in fright. The pickies flap their wings a bit in concern before calming, looking toward the tree in surprise. Ahiru slowly begins to peek her head around.]

Wh-who's there?

[shadow_sinx]

[ A young boy of around the age of nine or ten wanders by, and pauses at the sight of the pickies foraging for scraps along the edge of the woods.

He brightens, unsheathing his sword which he stole from a suit of armor and advancing toward them slowly.

Now these were something he could handle at his skill level! ]

[danceabitch]

[The pickies continue their foraging until Wheat seems to notice the boy heading toward them. With a warning chirp, they all turn to face him. Uh oh, he has a sword. This could be trouble. They begin giving out various calls of distress.

Ahiru, despite her mood, catches that these chirps mean something's wrong and pokes her head around to look at her friends, not glancing up at the smaller Fakir.]

What's wrong?

[shadow_sinx]

[ He too, doesn't notice the girl, as his focus is all on the task ahead.

And without warning, he runs at the little bunch, sword lifted behind him in preparation to strike. ]

[danceabitch]

[The pickies suddenly go still with fright, waiting for the impending blow.

Ahiru, however, finally sees him charging toward them and, not quite sure of what she's doing herself, scrambles from behind the tree and runs toward the birds.]

Hey! What do you think you're doing?!