Azazel had recently gained his hearing back { thank the gods above, if there were any, for that! } and he was back on his wings and flying again! He'd managed to bust a few bones into smaller pieces, swallowing them whole for his stomach acids to digest them, as he was now big enough to get fist-sized chunks down and not choke on them. That hadn't gone well, once. He'd also learned that he could manipulate the air to mimic sounds, especially his own vocalizations. Surely that'd be a fun show!

And now was the perfect time to debut it!

The Bone King was soundlessly drifting along above, but at the sound of voices and cheeriness, the bird's rufous crown tilted downwards. On the terra firma, a small gathering of Gembound began. Giggle, Clover, and Bevy were all there amongst what looked like a million fireflies. There was a happy sound of a curious little hyena, begging for more magic and to observe. He hadn't showed the young girl that he had some, and that was perfect. Smirking, Azazel arced a wing to approach a pile of bones higher up in the room, away from the prying eyes of the trio down below. Landing with a small click of feet, the bird scurried to his bones. There had to be a skull in here... maybe a few femurs or thighs...

Nosing through them, the ave discovered a quite clean skull of some kind -- maybe a cat's? -- and a few smaller bones. Just right! Lifting a foot and putting the skull atop his head like a crown, he set himself atop what would be his 'drumsticks.' Flapping his wings with great strokes to carry the weight of about five pounds in his talons, the bird shifted toward a more visible spot and began to drum the bones on a rock, hollow beats echoing in the air. Now, to add to the sound. Calling upon his magicka, he gave a hearty laugh, "Ahahahahaha!" Hopefully his mimicry would allow that sound to be manipulated and mock that of Giggle's, simply to mess with her. Oh how fun that would be! Yet, much to his disappointment, it would not happen. It was just a regular old Bone Kingly laugh. Oh well!

As soon as his presence was made known, the bird ceased his drumbeats, smirking beneath his pale mask. The Bone King tossed the bones aside, diving at a steep angle to approach the magic gathering. "Why not practice magic?" But as soon as he would, a huge clap echoed in the room, a shockwave sending him backwards a few feet in the air. Righting himself against a wall, the ave approached with a few wingbeats. Talons clicked against the floor as he touched down, tilting his head with concern. "Are you okay, Clover?"

Without further ado, the abe would seek to help out. Waddling toward the fawn, he'd first nose her side lightly to show that he was there, then stood at her side to help balance her wobbly frame. The magic must have drained her, if it exploded like that. "Hey, just lay down and rest for a minute. That big explosion must have drained you. I do that sometimes as well." As if he were teasing, he looked at Giggle. Because he'd yelled at her, he made himself go temporarily deaf.