[So at first Revali felt rather proud of himself. He had gathered a small group of Rito warriors, all quite skilled, all quite talented, none as exceptional as he was but still decent- more than decent. Quite good. Some- not all, as some still needed to protect Rito Village, to fly their patrol routes (seemingly random to all but those who had flown them before) and march along the bridges. But some of the finest.
And Revali had arrived first and it made sense. Of course he would. Rito fliers were fast, and he was the fastest. The fastest and the finest.
But then they waited. And then they waited. And then they waited just a bit more. And then it started to drizzle and that got a bit of Revali to snap, because it was cold, and he was starting to get worried...sort of. The prince? Competent. Skilled. Strong and brave, with him at your side you never lacked for a defender. Also prone to helping people. Also a magnet for trouble.
He hummed. And then, almost absently, he ordered two Rito in one direction, two Rito in a second direction, he would go in a third, and then the rest would wait here, in case his instincts were wrong and he was being foolish. But he flew in a nice, winding arc, crossing the paths that he felt like Sidon would follow. Maybe he was wrong. He didn't know Sidon all that well, at least not enough to know how he would think when leading Zora along on journeys, but he knew enough to take a guess or three as to where he might end up traveling.
He was prepared to land and try to ping Sidon, but...he was too restless to do that, at least at first, so he would fly.]
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And Revali had arrived first and it made sense. Of course he would. Rito fliers were fast, and he was the fastest. The fastest and the finest.
But then they waited. And then they waited. And then they waited just a bit more. And then it started to drizzle and that got a bit of Revali to snap, because it was cold, and he was starting to get worried...sort of. The prince? Competent. Skilled. Strong and brave, with him at your side you never lacked for a defender. Also prone to helping people. Also a magnet for trouble.
He hummed. And then, almost absently, he ordered two Rito in one direction, two Rito in a second direction, he would go in a third, and then the rest would wait here, in case his instincts were wrong and he was being foolish. But he flew in a nice, winding arc, crossing the paths that he felt like Sidon would follow. Maybe he was wrong. He didn't know Sidon all that well, at least not enough to know how he would think when leading Zora along on journeys, but he knew enough to take a guess or three as to where he might end up traveling.
He was prepared to land and try to ping Sidon, but...he was too restless to do that, at least at first, so he would fly.]