The shadowed alley was quiet and calm compared the bustle of the Haulani markets, and Hadama found himself relaxing a little as he looked around for the black bird. Curiosity held him in place, waiting to see if she would return, and his wings moved idly against the current to hold him still.
It was the plop of the banana hitting the stonework at the edge of the canal that drew his attention, and he swam closer to retrieve the fruit with a gleam of appreciation in his eyes. Ah. A rare treat. Sometimes they fall near enough the shore to retrieve... but only rarely. Thank you... He paused, tilting his head at the bird as he peeled the fruit carefully.
I am Hadama. It is nice to meet you, he offered, leaving the opening for her own introduction in the curious note of his mind voice.
It was the plop of the banana hitting the stonework at the edge of the canal that drew his attention, and he swam closer to retrieve the fruit with a gleam of appreciation in his eyes. Ah. A rare treat. Sometimes they fall near enough the shore to retrieve... but only rarely. Thank you... He paused, tilting his head at the bird as he peeled the fruit carefully.
I am Hadama. It is nice to meet you, he offered, leaving the opening for her own introduction in the curious note of his mind voice.
