Out of all the friendly chocobo that might be lured in, this one had to be the most friendly. It was about time that the Chocobo Lure had actually produced some results, having combed the plains around the Farm back and forth for several hours already, but this wasn't exactly what Sephiroth had been expecting.
She had raised her head from some dewy shrubbery the moment Spencer had activated the crystal within her range, and curled her long agile neck around the tree blocking her from view. The sight of Sephiroth with his moogle flitting around at the tall mans shoulder height had rewarded curiosity at first, but after a few tense moments of eye contact and a few head tilts with blinks of beady eyes she puffed her breast out and proudly strode out from the outskirts of the forest.
Sephiroth had been expecting much more of a fight, or even a chase that he might have to go through to catch her. He was confident enough in the speed that his Dragoon job granted him after all. But as the proud, decided chocolina directly strode right up to him face on and simply stood before him confusion was an understatement. He even looked down to Spencer, who had come to rest by his feet though not in the way, silver bangs that framed his face obscuring the chocobo from view some as if the moogle might be able to explain-
Then a beaked head cooed amicably and was all of a sudden right up close into a light armored shoulder. Stunned only for a moment, expecting an attack of some sort, Sephiroth shrugged the big bird off once she started to nuzzle. She backed up only half a pace before trying again, determined that this was the Hero she had picked.
"I think she likes you, Kupo!"
Of course, leave it to Spencer to state the obvious; the chocobo wouldn't be deterred no matter how many times Sephiroth attempted to bat her head away. It really was a losing battle and eventually she began to duck her head around under his arm, as if playing with where she wanted to be petted. Trying to indicate that she wanted him to climb on but he wasn't having any of it.
Eventually, a chance tease of a peck at Sephiroth's gloved hand managed to hook it's beak around the plate of armor at his wrist and then tried to lead his attention back towards the treeline. Frowning even deeper, Sephiroth looked from Spencer -who was finding the whole thing immensely amusing- over to where the chocobo was trying to lead him.
"Dumb bird. What's wrong with you?" He muttered as she started to walk back towards the tree she had been grazing around. Sephiroth followed though; hoping that she might stop pining after him if he went to see what had been so important to the creature.
Sephiroth: Chocobo hunting treasure seeking
Out of all the friendly chocobo that might be lured in, this one had to be the most friendly. It was about time that the Chocobo Lure had actually produced some results, having combed the plains around the Farm back and forth for several hours already, but this wasn't exactly what Sephiroth had been expecting.
She had raised her head from some dewy shrubbery the moment Spencer had activated the crystal within her range, and curled her long agile neck around the tree blocking her from view. The sight of Sephiroth with his moogle flitting around at the tall mans shoulder height had rewarded curiosity at first, but after a few tense moments of eye contact and a few head tilts with blinks of beady eyes she puffed her breast out and proudly strode out from the outskirts of the forest.
Sephiroth had been expecting much more of a fight, or even a chase that he might have to go through to catch her. He was confident enough in the speed that his Dragoon job granted him after all. But as the proud, decided chocolina directly strode right up to him face on and simply stood before him confusion was an understatement. He even looked down to Spencer, who had come to rest by his feet though not in the way, silver bangs that framed his face obscuring the chocobo from view some as if the moogle might be able to explain-
Then a beaked head cooed amicably and was all of a sudden right up close into a light armored shoulder. Stunned only for a moment, expecting an attack of some sort, Sephiroth shrugged the big bird off once she started to nuzzle. She backed up only half a pace before trying again, determined that this was the Hero she had picked.
"I think she likes you, Kupo!"
Of course, leave it to Spencer to state the obvious; the chocobo wouldn't be deterred no matter how many times Sephiroth attempted to bat her head away. It really was a losing battle and eventually she began to duck her head around under his arm, as if playing with where she wanted to be petted. Trying to indicate that she wanted him to climb on but he wasn't having any of it.
Eventually, a chance tease of a peck at Sephiroth's gloved hand managed to hook it's beak around the plate of armor at his wrist and then tried to lead his attention back towards the treeline. Frowning even deeper, Sephiroth looked from Spencer -who was finding the whole thing immensely amusing- over to where the chocobo was trying to lead him.
"Dumb bird. What's wrong with you?" He muttered as she started to walk back towards the tree she had been grazing around. Sephiroth followed though; hoping that she might stop pining after him if he went to see what had been so important to the creature.