[Blaine]

Deep in the forest, among the firs and birches was a man and a younger boy, the youngest of the males flitting about beside the older.Both wore a face of casual indifference, though the smaller was much more morose in that he could still feel the slowly falling sunset.
"Let me in your bag, da." He spoke calmly though the man made sure to keep the lid of the pack around his waist shut. An odd accent sang from his throat, perhaps something more rural and his owner shared this sound though his voice was much lower.
"Nae, nae, tha' sun'll be doon soon completely and then the fireflies'll be out. So jus' settle doon and we can find some food." Beside him, his ward deflated a bit, clicking his tongue as he settled to the ground and just meandered beside him. "Yah, we better find soome food.." He whined a bit as he looked down in disgust at a few rocks. Sooner than later, he was back up in the air, the more preferred mode of travel in his case.

Blaine, the older man, rolled his eyes as he pulled out an unlit cigarette which he pushed in his mouth and kept it unlit for the time being.
"Oi, da, fly with me." The younger begged as he moved to above his head. "Whit's tha' use o' ya wings if ye never fly wit me, da?" He bounced in the air as the older green-haired gent just waved him off as he kept looking for a light.