[Blackquill's coat feels a little heavier than she imagined it would -- how does he wear this? isn't it hot and stuffy? -- but ignoring the overlong sleeves and nearly dragging tail, she holds her arm out for Taka. When he finally lands on it, her face brightens visibly.]
Hi there...
[Tentatively, she reaches out with an index finger to stroke his feathers.]
How long have you been together, anyway? He's quite well trained.
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Hi there...
[Tentatively, she reaches out with an index finger to stroke his feathers.]
How long have you been together, anyway? He's quite well trained.