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How Dalwin met his pink and fluffy-dressed friend was an interesting tale. He kept being told he shouldn't try to fly, worried that he would hurt himself. He thought it was because they were jealous of his wings since they were the biggest and prettiest. Being the defiant sort, he flew anyway, but being young he didn't have the best stamina and found himself heading for the ground all too quickly. He squeezed his eyes shut so he wouldn't see the ground coming at him and it wasn't until he impacted with something softer and slightly more giving than the ground, sending himself spinning and skidding on his back that he realized his inattention had run him into someone.

"Ow!" Cried his unfortunate victim and Casnar opened his eyes, slowly and carefully rolling over to get to his feet among bent and pulled feathers. He checked himself over to be sure he hadn't broken anything but his pride before he turned his attention to the bright pink individual curled up on the ground in pain.

"I'm sorry." He stated and headed over to them. "I had my eyes shut, I didn't see you. Why didn't you move out of the way?"

"Because I wasn't looking that way!" The pink child exclaimed. "You really should be more careful!" They huffed in indignation and then looked Dalwin over critically. Considering they were dirty and scuffed up themselves, he wasn't sure what all the scrutiny was about, but he stood there and waited it out.

Finally the pink child gave a put upon sigh and reached out to try straightening out one of his feathers. "I think you should do me a favor for running into me like a dummy." They said. "You have to be my friend for a month!"

"Okay." Dalwin agreed, deciding that didn't seem too bad even if the pink stranger was kind of bossy. "I'm Dalwin."

"Hi Dalwin. You can call me Pink. If I decide I like you, I'll tell you my real name." They took his hand with one of their mitts. "I'm Pink because I like pink." They explained, even though it seemed pretty obvious.

Dalwin nodded anyway and let himself be led around by Pink. Though they were really quite bossy, he didn't mind too much. They thought his wings were very nice, even if a bit bent up, but didn't seem jealous. He found out Pink's real name within a couple of days, but by then he liked their nickname better. It suited them, and so Pink was stuck with him. Dalwin's very first and very best friend. He was so fortunate to have met them, even if it had to start with a near concussion.

To a pure elf, the weather in Euros—or everything about Below for that matter—was considered dreadful compared to Above, but for Persephone, she didn't think it was too bad despite all the horrid things she was told from her elders before her family sent her down here. That is to say, once heavy storms happened then her thoughts turned a total one-eighty.

Now those didn't happen very often, but lo and behold on this particular day, there was an unexpected heavy shower, and as lightning lit up the dark sky, the young elf was cowering underneath the canopy of a tree. With her back rested against its trunk, she buried her head in her arms and knees, muffling the whimpers that came out from her trembling lips just as the sound of thunder assaulted her ears.

Persephone tried to cope with her current situation by chanting to herself to think of happy thoughts. Family? No, she was considered the black sheep in their eyes, which was why she was in Asphodel Gardens Academy in the first place. School? Oh who was she kidding, that was a headache in itself on top of the other students not liking her 'cause of her race. Wasn't there anything that made her happy? Wait, there is something... or someone. Peregrine.

Closing her eyes, a certain Baphomet/Fallen hybrid entered her mind, a small smile forming at the thought until another thunder boomed and she frowned again. Ironically, on a stormy day like this long ago, she had met her now best friend at that time underneath this very same tree. Granted, he was quite rude and extremely unfriendly from their first meeting, which was absurd considering the two species he was—an anomaly she would call him much to his protests—but eventually, she somehow got past his well-guarded defenses and made a spot—forcibly wormed her way as he likes to call it—in his closed off heart. If the shy, lonely elf had not made that bold choice of seeking companionship with the anti-social male and been persistent back then, they would not have been inseparable as they are now.

While being too busy keeping to herself and also praying to The Nine for this to end soon, she did not notice nor hear another approach her crouched form until their figure was standing right above hers. Hearing a loud, exaggerated sigh directly above her, she whipped her head up. Through unshed tears, wide, silver eyes stared right back into a pair of golden eyes filled with amusement.

"P-Perry!" she managed to squeak out as another lightning came and illuminated the male hybrid's features. Leaping up from her spot, she embraced him with much force, almost knocking them both down. Within a matter of seconds, all the tension and anxiety she felt faded away and was replaced by warmth and a sense of security.

"Woah! Geez Percy, of all places you could have been, you just had to be here. Again. Just what were you thinking, dummy? I'm starting to think you enjoy torturing yourself." he chided, but wrapped his protective arms around her nonetheless.

"I-I'm s-s-sorry.... I just c-came here out of habit as s-soon as it s-started..." she replied in a meek voice, feeling ashamed. With a huff and a roll of his eyes, her friend pulled back from their hug and flicked her forehead hard, to which she shrieked in surprise. Before she could ask what was that for, he tugged on her hand and started walking towards the Arkham Dorms.

"Come on," he bluntly spoke. He looked back at her, a faint but genuine smile gracing his usual stoic face. "Let's go back to our room... idiot." Blinking, she let out an indignat huff but a tiny laugh bubbled up her throat and she couldn't help but smile, squeezing the hand that held hers.

"Mmm... yes."