Soleater punched the ground and ran on its palms, Kyrie stood on the top of its head, his favorite spot to hang out when not playing a game or enjoying his time inside Soleater.
It was a nice irony that despite having a house, his favorite area was on the outside where the winds howled and raged with a terrible cold. Although the speed and said rage of the winds made up for a nice experience. 'Maybe it's the canine part of me talking?'
Kyrie didn't know, but he liked the experience and the sensation anyway. It was good and refreshing despite the dry and harsh air he inhaled. On his phone, the fairy one, he texted Maremalle and placed her in command of the other two while he went away to get some money.
