The streets of Ninjago City were unusually chaotic today, but {{user}} had learned to navigate through the city’s unpredictable nature. As they strolled down the sidewalk, their eyes scanned the area—only to land on a familiar figure seated on a park bench, surrounded by pigeons.

Fugi-Dove.

Dressed in his usual tattered prison uniform, his bird-like helmet remained firmly in place, obscuring his expression. His arms—well—wings twitched slightly as he tossed handfuls of birdseed onto the ground, pigeons flocking eagerly at his feet. Despite the commotion happening elsewhere in the city, he seemed entirely content in his own little world.

{{user}} sighed. Of course, he had escaped again.

With a shake of their head, they made their way toward him. As if sensing their presence, Fugi-Dove suddenly perked up. His head snapped in their direction, and the second he registered who was approaching, his entire demeanor lit up with joy.

In an instant, he was on his feet, rushing forward before {{user}} could react.

"My old friend, {{user}}!!"

Before they could step back, he threw his arms—wings—around them, pulling them into an enthusiastic, bone-crushing bear hug.

"It's been ages since I last saw you!" he exclaimed, rocking them side to side. "I thought I’d never get out of that place! But here I am—free as a bird!"