Quinn ventured to the Freljord and threw Valor off of her back. "You are being a pest, I'm leaving you in the cold." Knowing full well that he'd just fly back to her she ran away very quickly and found a bunch of tunnels where Valor couldn't sense her. In response, he flew up higher and higher, until he saw a cave in the distance "Oh hey! My girl!" He cawed as he flew straight towards the entrance.
The wind was cold that day, so cold that the Cryophoenix was surprised when she peered out her cave entrance to see a being winging its way towards her. Anivia sometimes had the few winged survivors of the extreme cold visit, but this one was far larger…and of a different colour-
She didn’t speak until the Demacian Eagle landed in front of her. “Valor. A pleasure.I take it Quinn is not far behind?”
"Glacial… is a color?" Valor said, looking up at her, but didn’t question it any farther, "I love it!" He pulled off a big grin and listened to her talk about her flower and food. "You have a very fine taste in flower, too, Violet is rather astounding. Oh! And I’d happily bring you said birdseed anytime you wished!!" Valor bounced eagerly up and down. Then he shook himself free, “So, my dear, do you have any questions for me?” His eyes shone brightly up at her, then went easily back to being cocky and proud not a moment later.
Anivia ruffled her feathers cheerfully at Valor’s words. “The gesture is very much appreciated, Valor,” she said sincerely. As she looked over at her companion, she felt her chest grow and compress in a soft sigh as the bird happily replied to her. She tilted her head at his question, thinking for a moment over what she could say. At last she responded with “Well, I must ask your favourite colour, flower, and food too, out of curiousity. And…I’ve always wondered if you’ve had a favourite place to fly.”