[The fluffy yellow speck is much easier to spot, and Miyabi taps her complaining crow to head right for it, which is does, albeit grudgingly. It gives a loud caw is it swoops down overhead, landing amidst the leaves and fruit, burrowing into the branches to keep dry and shake off the moisture from its feathers, puffing up indignantly when its passenger says it should stop squawking.]
Nami! [Excuse her, Miyabi's going to pry off a leaf to use as a quick umbrella.] I thought these rain clouds were yours! It's good to see you up on your feet finally.
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Nami! [Excuse her, Miyabi's going to pry off a leaf to use as a quick umbrella.] I thought these rain clouds were yours! It's good to see you up on your feet finally.