#01. cyclebound

[flockrest]

♡ / @cyclebound

     It's only been two days since the healer's deemed him, ahem, "unfit to fly" on account of his wings being a little messed up from The Battle to End All Battles, and Tulin already feels like he could just about lay down and die.

     "I'm so jealous of you," he croons to the sparrows hopping along the railing he's slumped against — which is a new level of despair for him, for sure.

     Blizzards, being grounded sucks. Hearing the Windlines, feeling the Windlines, and being able to do anything but actually be with the Windlines must count as some sorta wild and highly effective torture. Doesn't help that the air 'round here tastes so unlike the air back home; Lookout Landing's breezes are less crisp, thicker, more swollen with the scent of roots and earth and the idea of having your feet stuck on the ground at all times. Not that it's bad, just...very distinctly different in a way that keeps Tulin's heart longing and aching. Even being as high up as he can get here with useless wings, at the town's huge, awesome scope, isn't comforting.

     He heaves a gusty sigh, startling his tiny companions enough that they flap away without so much as a bye. Ughhh. Stupid "no flying until further notice" rule. He strains to stretch a wing out, muscles stinging, before it's snapping back to his side at the footfalls he catches clacking up the ladder behind him.

     He quietly, desperately hopes it's not, for any reason, the healer. Or worse, Uncle Harth, whose annoyingly watchful eye he just slipped away from. Thankfully, it's not anyone he's really expecting when he turns — half 'cause it's still kinda strange seeing her so close-up nowadays, half 'cause, well, it's kinda impossible to see her by herself nowadays — but their presence is one he definitely welcomes!

     "Good day, Your Royal Majesty-Highness-Princess!" ( If a bit awkwardly. )

#cyclebound #01. cyclebound #( hi again!! apologies for the very belated nature of this starter slkfjfk #and also for the length! please don't feel obligated to match with me; i just. got a little overeager :') #hope this is alright btw but please lmk if you'd rather smth else!! ) #* windsong / ic. #* ic / para. #* nesting / queue. #post-totk verse tbt.

[pestilight]

♡ / @cyclebound

     As much as their appearance had at first roused such indelible curiosity, in the passing days and nights, Zelda's presence has become well-nigh commonplace. Enough for the sight of their approach — even here, where he has stolen away from the castle, and even now, when he has left being king consort behind for some spare moments — to kindle only mirth rather than honest surprise within him.

     "Was it the fair lady herself who sent you my way?" he laughs, bright and fond. His periodic jaunts into the wilds aren't exactly a secret of any kept nature, but he's tried, still, to slip between the cracks of a hectic schedule when least anticipated. Though he'd been expecting Sonia today, as she's established he always should, and just a little more time to himself — trust his queen to get the better of him and his indulgences yet again.

     Ah, but not all is lost!

     "If you care to join me for what remains of this hour," he begins, motioning towards the space beside him. He's never been able to convince Sonia to partake in the brief mealtimes he makes of the quarries he captures in these hunts, but perhaps he will succeed here — with this blessed scion of theirs, "I won't breathe a word of it when we return."

#cyclebound #01. cyclebound #( hello again!! thanks for letting me throw rau.ru at you too! <3 #for zelly because your wishlist had parental fluff listed and guess what. that's on my wishlist too slkfjlf #hope this is alright! please lmk if you'd like smth else! ) #* lightroot / ic. #* ic / para. #* v / gloaming.