"They continue to exist, as far as I know," the bard said with a wry smile. "But not in the part of the world where I lived. I've only read about them before... well, before now!" He shook his head looking down at the little one in his lap in amusement as she gobbled down the scraps Isla was feeding her. "I knew generally what they were, that they ate meat and, at least on my world, were moderately intelligent. They were also supposed to be big, though. Big enough to ride, if you earned one's loyalty. But... she's so small..." Though at least she looked a bit bulkier now that her feathers and fur were dry and fluffed out.
He didn't try to pet her while she was eating, settling for keeping her steady and watching to see how much Isla felt comfortable giving her in this first feeding. "I've... never had anything to do with other babies," he admitted helplessly. "Human or animal. I don't know what to... what to expect, really." But she did, indeed, look healthy on a brief inspection. Little foreclaws like owl talons ending in tiny claws that would undoubtedly grow with her, big catlike back paws, a fluffy curl of tail, and two small, down-feathered wings all seemed in place. And her appetite was certainly healthy, as she greedily inhaled down the little tidbits that could fit in her beak! "She needs a name and..." he shook his head, looking overwhelmed as he looked up at Isla with worried blue eyes. "And I don't hardly know where to begin!"
He didn't try to pet her while she was eating, settling for keeping her steady and watching to see how much Isla felt comfortable giving her in this first feeding. "I've... never had anything to do with other babies," he admitted helplessly. "Human or animal. I don't know what to... what to expect, really." But she did, indeed, look healthy on a brief inspection. Little foreclaws like owl talons ending in tiny claws that would undoubtedly grow with her, big catlike back paws, a fluffy curl of tail, and two small, down-feathered wings all seemed in place. And her appetite was certainly healthy, as she greedily inhaled down the little tidbits that could fit in her beak! "She needs a name and..." he shook his head, looking overwhelmed as he looked up at Isla with worried blue eyes. "And I don't hardly know where to begin!"
