HARPER
Concussion? Oh he’s had far too many in his life. Probably why he ended up this way, swanning through the sky after a giant chicken like a cartoon character drifting along on hearts after their object of romanticism. Harper tries to level out on his wings, flapping them powerfully to try and stay ahead of Miss Cluck and overhead Ray and Theo.
He’s not sure how appetizing his own birdy body is, but at least he can flit about like a particularly huge fly in an attempt to keep her attention focused on the path towards the jungle and not the appetizing humans below. “Lead!” he croaks in his crowlike vocals to the two below, hoping to encourage them somehow.
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Harper flies between Miss Cluck and Ray/Theo on the ground to be an appetizing/distracting “fly” for her to chase into the jungle.
He’s not sure how appetizing his own birdy body is, but at least he can flit about like a particularly huge fly in an attempt to keep her attention focused on the path towards the jungle and not the appetizing humans below. “Lead!” he croaks in his crowlike vocals to the two below, hoping to encourage them somehow.
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Harper flies between Miss Cluck and Ray/Theo on the ground to be an appetizing/distracting “fly” for her to chase into the jungle.
