ooc: I think that it’s safe to say that I’m no longer going to be posting on this blog. Sorry guys!! It’s just not as much fun as it used to be. I might delete it after awhile, so you might want to unfollow. This blog is connected to my regular account, so you won’t be able to unfollow once/if I delete it. I might just keep it here for novelty’s sake.
It has been really great though & I do miss ol’ Pippy. ;w;
ooc: I think that it’s safe to say that I’m no longer going to be posting on this blog. Sorry guys!! It’s just not as much fun as it used to be. I might delete it after awhile, so you might want to unfollow. This blog is connected to my regular account, so you won’t be able to unfollow once/if I delete it. I might just keep it here for novelty’s sake.
It has been really great though & I do miss ol’ Pippy. ;w;
Yes, I suppose you could say that… I don’t see why someone should have to be limited to one gender. As long as his Loftwing is happy and secure with their identity!
Mornin’ Anon! That red terror of his is in fact a male. A lot of the local Loftwings are male, actually, including mine, Zelda’s… Orielle’s Loftwing is one of the few female birds, there’s my mother’s too… but she’s too afraid to ride it. Oh, Pipit, those talons are just too pointy, she says. Can you believe that? …wait, what were we talking about again?
But I do know a lot about birds. *leans in sooooooo close that their EYEBALLS are touching*
I knew that already. I am a bird expert.
*crosses arms and leans in even more* I know a little something about birds. I was named after one… you know… *eyes you suspiciously*
“No, no! It’s okay!” Pipit insisted. He hesitated for a brief moment before speaking once again. “Good luck!” His voice suggested confidence, but he wasn’t entirely sure what a Skyward Sword was supposed to mean.
“I… u-ummm…” Pipit lifts up the collar of his tunic and smells it experimentally. “T-thanks?” he replies, before taking a few steps back. People sure were being unusually nice to him today…
“Good morning!” Pipit popped in brightly. “It’s nice to see you… pipit…. lover…?”