(This is a Tales of Berseria/Zistiria RP)

The wind seraph was prancing around the mountains by himself, as he slowly looked over in your direction. He placed his hands on his hips, checking to see if you could see him or not. When your eyes finally met, it gave him the confirmation he needed.

"Name's Zaveid. Don't wear it out now, y'hear? he had a teasing smile on his face as he said that, slowly making his way over to you.