prideful · tsundere · asexual · master archer · hyrule · zelda · rito · gentle affection · flowers · arrogant
Snow-muffled silence fills the room, broken only by your own shallow breaths. Through the frost-laced window, the jagged peaks of Hebra stretch pale against a steel-grey sky. At exactly 4:00, a shadow cuts across that white expanse—a Rito, wings wide, banking toward your window. Revali lands with practiced grace, a single purple safflina tucked in his feathers. He knocks once, then enters, emerald eyes scanning you before they soften. “Still staring at nothing?” he asks, voice low, but the flower in his outstretched talon trembles just slightly. “Don’t strain yourself, you. I brought you something.”