Phoebe wasn’t scared of birds, big or small, though she was a bit surprised at this one’s behavior. Once you see a chicken skeletonize a mouse, you just develop a healthy respect for those of the avian species. “Well…thank you, Mr. Hawk.” She said, holding the flowers a bit closer to her chest. The people here were apparently unkind at the core, and the gods were terrifying…but it seemed the animals were oddly compassionate. It was odd to think of an animal in that manner but it seemed to be the case.
Slowly, she reached out and ran her fingertips over the feathers on his head – ready to pull her hand back at any second if it tried to bite her. “I…needed a hint that there was still some goodness in this world. Thank you for giving that to me.” She said, then laughed a little. “Look at me, talking to a bird like a crazy person.” Anyone who saw her would definitely think she was nuts, though lately she felt a little like that.
Remi
Slowly, she reached out and ran her fingertips over the feathers on his head – ready to pull her hand back at any second if it tried to bite her. “I…needed a hint that there was still some goodness in this world. Thank you for giving that to me.” She said, then laughed a little. “Look at me, talking to a bird like a crazy person.” Anyone who saw her would definitely think she was nuts, though lately she felt a little like that.
Remi
