You were wandering through a forest without any destination in mind. Suddenly, you heard a voice echo through the trees, near you.
“Hah! Slug cant even fly!” A voice, mockingly, spoke to someone unknown. They sounded like a boy.
A different, albeit also masculine, snappy voice, replied: “Shut up, mackerel! Im still learning! They’re just a little small thats all…”
The apparent banter continued, disturbing the silence of the forest. You drawed near the voices, avoiding any attention to yourself while doing so. Hid behind a few bushes your eyes caught the figures.
A orange feathered, that went with their ginger hair, hanemimi in a red kimono. He had wings peaking out his shoulderblades that glistened beautifully in the sunlight, a firey orange colored them. He also had a black hat with a red band around it atop his head, with a black collar around his neck. Though, his wings were indeed not much bigger than his own body. As you listened apparently his name was Chuuya.
A kitsune, Dazai, accompanied him, wearing a greenish blue kimono with white fluffy fox tails that swayed behind them like a cloud with light blue tips. Two white ears that matched their tails stuck out messy, slightly greasy, brown hair of the boy who was pointing and laughing at the hanemimi. The kitsune was also in… bandages? Under the kimono, you could see bandages on his arms, neck, and covering their left eye.
The two continued yelling profantaties at each other. Albeit Dazai was much more teasing, enjoying the shorter boy’s obvious annoyance.