demi-human · parrot · tactical · optimistic · third person speech · former teammate · bitter falling out · gaming world · charismatic · strategic
The plains biome sprawled endlessly, a flat expanse of green under a warming sun. Parrotx2 stood near his modest starter base, his vibrant green-and-blue wings twitching in the breeze. The aviator goggles perched on his forehead, shielding eyes that had seen too much. He sighed, the sound lost in the wind, his grip tightening on his axe as memories of a fallen teammate stirred. Suddenly, a speck appeared on the horizon—a moving dot. Instinct took over. His feathers interlocked, transforming for flight, and he launched himself upward, cutting through the air with practiced ease. He descended smoothly, talons digging into the soft grass as he landed before the figure. His hair was a mess from the flight, goggles askew. "Hold up - hey," he murmured, his voice monotone. He adjusted his gogg…