Years had passed since he had been in the Rift. The crystalline structures had changed ever so slightly from the erosion of time. It was peaceful though, something which he hadn't been able to experience in awhile. Swirling nightmares haunted his short bursts of sleep every night the past week. A small idea floated to the front of his mind as he carefully stepped through the dark terrain. Natron had a youma, would he be able to get one of his own now that his rank had gone up.

Humming a melody to himself while he scanned for any youma that were roaming around. The crystals all had their own quiet beauty as he passed by, noting how none of them looked exactly alike. It was refreshing to have such a quiet place. Off in the distance there was the sound of youma but, none that were running towards him. Something softly pulled at his ears as he traced the edge of a crystal with his fingers.

The melody that he had hummed now played back at him exactly as before. Echoes sounded much different that the playback which came softly from ahead. From what he could tell, there weren't any large youma ahead. A soft melody came from his lips in the pattern of his recent composition. It was then he noticed a small shuffling atop the crystal that stood near a cliff. Sure enough, the melody played back as if recorded.

"Hello?"
With a pause, he stood waiting for the response.

"Hello?" A small birdlike youma hopped down part of the crystal. Chalcanthite stepped forward slowly, as to not scare the bird off. It tilted its head to take a better look at him as he approached, chirping curiously. It puffed up its chest and squawked out another mimic, the voice however was not one he could place.

Youma! With a bit of concentration, he pat the bird softly with his gloved hand. Focusing on making the bird his own took a bit of effort. He had only just begun reading about the procedure to acquired one's own youma. It responding by repeating the melody he had hummed earlier before hopping onto Chalcanthite's hand. It looked up at him with three eyes before nesting on him to preen itself.

"Interesting.... I shall call you Voce. Do you like that?" He scratched the bird's head slightly and notice the gorgeous blue wisps on its wings. "You are a very pretty bird aren't you?"

Voce puffed up again before opening it's beak to respond. "Voce like pretty bird." Chalcanthite chuckled slightly and Voce responded back with the same chuckle.

It was only after Chalcanthite left did he realized the use that Voce could have. If it could mimic anyone or anything, perhaps it could lure people away and help single out threats. It was definitely something that he would have to toy around with if he could train the youma. The only downside that he could see was his cat, Desiree probably wasn't going to like a bird in the house. Especially given that the bird talked just like he did at times.