"SQUAWK! Nobody told me it was going to be THIS cold!" complains a tall slender tengu. "Take a break they say! See the world, they say! This is a far cry from the sea and salt air I'm used to. It's COLD!! Most of all, the one promised to me isn't here!"
The last statement ends in an almost heartsick wail as the young tengu suddenly realizes that he's not alone. "Oh!" he says, blushing slightly (though it's hard to see through brown feathers), "I'm practicing for a play! That's right! Squawk!"
"Mamoru Otome-Sosu is what I'm called, though you may just call me Mamoru!"