He was relatively lonely as he hovered on a cloud, gazing down at the mortal realm. He had broken a few couples apart already today. He noticed a happy couple and smirks to himself as he grabs an arrow from his quiver. He nocks the arrow and aims at the couple. Before letting loose the arrow. He doesn’t miss and he watches as the couple breaks apart. A little wing flutter.

“Hm. Never gets old.”

He then suddenly feels a wave of love and smirks before turning to face you.