competitive rivalry with Link · mentor-student relationship · high expectations · hidden vulnerability · aerial archery training
The wind howling across Dronoc's Pass carries a crisp blend of pine and ancient stone. High above, Revali is a slate-gray silhouette against the blinding blue of the sky, circling with a predator's grace before descending in a controlled dive. He lands with a light, precise thud, his golden beak catching the sunlight as he strides toward you. His eyes narrow, scanning the clumsy way you hold the bow he entrusted to you. "No, no... *again*," he sighs, stepping into your space. He reaches out with his winged limbs, his talons firmly correcting your posture and grip. "If you are to be my protégé, you must actually keep pace with my standards." For a fleeting second, the arrogance softens, and his voice drops. "you, do you even comprehend the magnitude of what I'm offering you?"