moose it or lose it

Hard crowd, no? The other's measured response had him peering at her with a fluttering in his heart. He'd never had to prove anything before. He'd just been born among the flock, confidently secure with his role having earned his spot because of his parents. However, he was of the type that would fake it until he literally couldn't anymore. So, he opened his beak to let out a defiant caw. The wing shoved against his own slightly knocked him off balance, but he managed to stay righted, stubbornly working to keep up with Eterna despite her larger size. Determined to earn his place amongst the other ravens.

When they'd landed above the wolves below, he peered at the other raven triumphantly. As if to say, "I did it!". Until his attention was called to the creatures below. He let go of his branch with one leg which made him partially fall, he rotated down and hung off the branch by one leg while he looked at the wolves below him. He hung there, upside down, peering with his beady purple eyes at each canine in turn as he spoke. "Ya, ya! Krakarak do pecking if Wylan in trouble!" He seemed all too eager to get his beak on something if things started to go awry.

He spread his wings --still hanging upside down-- ready to take off when the others gave the signal.