Noir could not remember ever having seen this eagle he talked about. She had never seen one up really close. Were they pretty? Almost all birds and animals she saw were pretty; especially Oceane’s spirit animal because it was a super cute cat and its fur looked super pretty and was probably super soft too. Noir cringed with jealousy, but at least Kinigisdi made pretty song sounds sometimes when the girl asked it to sing. The little bluebird was not always annoying, especially not now when Noir better understood exactly what it was. It was of course obvious now when the leader had pointed this out to her, so she was a little bit embarrassed. She wanted to seem smart to Dawali, but she rarely did. It was hard growing up, and even though Noir always had looked forward to growing up so that she could be big and have two legs to walk on instead of four, she missed being merely a child. Everyone seemed to want to give her more responsibility (or attempt to) nowadays, but she just wanted to play and look at flowers. Things were harder and wanted to be more complicated nowadays. She was not sure if she liked it.
Did Dawali’s spirit guide help him? Would Kinigisdi help her? Noir’s brows furrowed in thought, thinking back when she had been poked to go home to the injured Baby Duck the day when the blue bird appeared. Perhaps it was cool to have one, not only for looks, but also for help. Noir looked at her little spirit guide and the bird broke into a brilliant line of music before it took off and sat down on top of her head. The feet of the tiny creature kind of tickled and felt weird on top of her head, and the girl broke into a little giggle, finally accepting her little companion. It was a bit cute! When the girl’s golden eyes turned back to her leader there was a big mean looking bird on his shoulder. The girl gasped and her eyes widened in wonder. Was that Gvihitaad that he had talked about? It was not so cute, but it looked pretty too. It was an odd bird, but it was cool to see it up close. ”Oh!” the girl breathed before she remembered how to close her ‘o’ shaped mouth. ”Hello Gvittaaa, so nice to meet you! You look a bit scary, I hope you don’t wants to eat my blue bird guide thing!” the girl said, wondering if it wanted to eat Kinigisdi.