aww, hes cute-

Zephyr was out picking mushrooms

Zephyr would bump into Tariff, trying to collect a red glowing one. "oh sorry, i didnt see you-"

"hmm..." he picked up the mushroom, and went to find it, curious

Zephyrs pokes his head behind every tree, hoping to find Tariff

"ello? deer thing, you out there?'

he turneed to it, and slowly walked there. "hey, i wont hur you."

"nope! i barely even hurt anyone at my bar when they fight, in fact im the one that gets hurt." he flutters his tattered wings, but still has a genuine smile

"Zephyr! nice to meet you, Tariff!"

"just restocking for my bar. i usually have a garden, but they grow better here so... eh."

"oh, its a place where you serve alcohol, drinks, etc... you should come sometime, ill get you the spot thats less violent."

"mqybe you cn help me restock?"