Hmm....

I sit on a rock, looking very angry at anything I glance at. From the twilight sky, to the glowing turquoise grass, to the floating mountains in the distance... I seem satisfied with nothing in my life. I adjust myself a bit, sharpening my claws and shifting my black feathered wings around into a comfortable position. I appear enraged while also deeply contemplative. Thinking about my rivalry with Yasashi, the guy who seemed to disrupt my miserable life and make everything worse, I wanted more than anything to kill him. I craved to see his lifeless body on the ground, suffering.... bleeding...... dead....... I suddenly look up and hear the noise of shuffling in the grass. I look even more pissed at the thought of anyone watching me at this time. I clench my teeth and whisper in my deep Australian voice, sounding very ticked off.

Who's there....... Is that you........ Yasashi................