Black Wing

He was focused on the ominous looking ravens, watching them in case they tried to suddenly swamp him and pluck his eyes out or something. He was so focused on them in fact, that he almost didn't notice the presence of the other yearling until he heard him calling out to him. Ifrit's attention was drawn to the other youth then, glancing between him and the birds. Now that he thought about it...why was he wary of these things? He was much bigger than them, and could rip the feathers off them if he wanted to. "I wouldn't be opposed to the idea, especially since they wanna keep looking at me funny," He growled. He slowly drew closer to the other boy, just in case...y'know...the ravens tried something funny. At least with the pair of them together, they could watch each other's backs.

A couple raven's swooped in at him then, and Ifrit swiped at them with extended claws out of reaction more than anything. One raven dropped to the ground as feathers exploded around him, and the other one had just barely missed and flew off to perch and yell at him. The one he had hit, however, flapped and rolled on the ground, and Ifrit knew he had damaged it enough that it wasn't going to survive. "Well I got one...guess that's a start." He muttered as he watched it flop around.