The name isn't familiar to him, but there are two things he couldn't help but notice as he stood there, staring up at the white ball of fluff that was flitting about before climbing atop a perch.

No. Way. Oh man, if only he had Prompto's camera. Or if Iris were here. She would flip more than he is right about now. Because holy shit, they're real— not just a legend.

"Hey," he called up to her. "You're looking for someone, right?" They all were, really. But more than two sets of eyes never hurt, right?