Azerbaijan was walking trough the forest as his wing made of flames was crackling and his green and blue wing made of feathers was fold on his back as he searched some wood for his fire spirit to feed him

The fire spirit was chirping and screeching as it was hungry

Azerbaijan: “Ugh Alovlar, (Flames in Azerbaijani) Can’t you wait ?” he said sounding annoyed but regretted it immediately after

he then grabbed Alovlar who was nestled in his wing made of flames and caressed the mini cute spirit

Azerbaijan: “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to hurt you but you know me with my anger issues…”

Alovlar chirped as if it forgives him and Azerbaijan chuckled and smiled

Azerbaijan: “Now let’s find you that well deserved wood shall we ?”