It was the smell of hay and bird. Kanji didn't mind either as it seemed the building was abuzz with the upcoming race, handlers racing back and forth to make their final preparations while lines had formed down the street for those who wished to get into their seats. Must've been a major derby of some kind.

Kanji stood tall as a tree among a few kids and some lalafell seeing to it that their investments, their sponsored birds wore the proper logos and were in good shape. The chocobos themselves were passive and a little dopey, so used to being fed damn good food just for running and running.

"Whoa... I didn't know there were black ones. Look at that one, he's like a giant, fluffy crow!" What's his name...?

"Bird o' War. ...Auuugh, he's so cute! I wanna ruffle his little chicken cheeks!"