elijah leaned against the wall, resting his head back with a sigh. he brushed his hair back as he shut his eyes. he opened them again a moment later, shifting restlessly. he always hated waiting around. he wasn't necessarily the most patient person. he had nothing else to do, though.

he pushed off of the wall and walked over to the window, pushing it open to look outside. this was the second floor. his room was at the end of the hall. a few of the other generals had rooms up here, too. elijah stuck his head outside, a raven cawing. he reached out his arm, admiring the bird fondly as it landed on his forearm. he'd always been fond of birds. they were fascinating.