[He carefully tries to shape a little beak for the chubby little snow bird, and he grins at excitement.]

Currently, he is back at the ranch. The one where I lend my aid in looking after all manner of Chocobokind, and ensure that the mortal overseers follow the proper path in looking after those brilliant birds. [Where he works as a ranch hand.] There, that Fat Chocobo lives like the god that he is!