Having a regiment of drones delivering parcels means a fast, efficient mail service! Rubbery postmoogles squeaking around on their stubby legs or riding their rubbery chocobos (who by the way also used to be people) diligently deliver your mail wherever it needs to go. Coming back to the sorting centers just to get back to sorting the mail or being sealed inside tight cocoons packed up in neatly labelled rows against each-other to patiently await their next delivery. On top of that if the service ever needs to expand there's no shortage of lalafells to 'recruit'. After all, who wouldn't want to be a moogle or chattel and live your life permanently encased and getting stuffed into countless rubber things~
Although sometimes you just need express deliveries. Plastic mailmogs are dedicated, but they often find themselves distracted helping passersby with uhm... stuff. That or taking breaks to hump or snuggle their 'bos in an adorable cacophany of squeaks and fun! As such, the solution is to tightly pack them into rubber cloudmallows and set it flying to its destination! Broiling heat or biting frost. turbulence or dizziness-inducing thin air. These dedicated toys stay tautly packed on the way to their destination! Of course everything needs to stay on schedule during an express delivery. Never too soon and never too late. Given the speed of these mounts, they might need to hang around the desert or high in the peaks for a while. If you spot one in the air with a telescope you can even watch the maildrone squirm inside the ball as the heat, cold, or dizzy air drives them nuts with need~