[nothing like taking a break from this journey they are not too quite sure on the details of. if they should take a detour, it should definitely be to a chocobo farm—and the stink of the place really brings cloud back to nibelheim and its middle-of-nowhere fun factor. while the others are off questing for food to make a picnic out of things (why? cloud wonders), he instead finds himself gravitating towards the fences of the pen.]
[it puts him at ease just to stare out at the chocobos grazing and jumping about excitedly. there's a lot to consider—a lot that they've done and even more that they have to do—and he doesn't even know where to start parsing through those thoughts.]
[it does feel like everyone is looking at him as their leader on finding sephiroth, but cloud himself... doesn't exactly feel up to the task.]
[sighing, he shakes his head and slumps over a bit more against the fence.]
it's chocobo time
[it puts him at ease just to stare out at the chocobos grazing and jumping about excitedly. there's a lot to consider—a lot that they've done and even more that they have to do—and he doesn't even know where to start parsing through those thoughts.]
[it does feel like everyone is looking at him as their leader on finding sephiroth, but cloud himself... doesn't exactly feel up to the task.]
[sighing, he shakes his head and slumps over a bit more against the fence.]