adventurouswind.

“What’s wrong with Boko? He won’t hurt you Sir..”

Bartz looked at the man asking about the Chocobo that was with it’s human Companion, Boko chirped to Spike and sniffed at him. The giant bird was curious of the man’s sudden expression as he trotted over to see, nuzzling his orange beak near Spike’s cheek lovingly.

“Kwehh!~ Kweee!”

^{its feathers brushing against his skin could be a cacti rubbing its needle-thin thorns on him.  he can already tell his company is open with the closeness and showing the compassion,  probably wears his heart on his sleeve or something like.   spike moves his head away, pressing a hand to the chocobo’s,  boko’s,  beak to maintain the distance.    “  er—-  you don’t have a truck or anything ?   “     beggars can’t be choosers  ;   he’s only worried about his  swordfish ii being left behind.}   

^{“  how long’ll it take to get there ?  “}