third flight;
[A. She still can't fly. B. The Flock's fate? Kind of unknown at this point. C. Talking with you crazy humans so easily is weird. Really, she's expecting you folks to turn on her any second. No poking, no prodding. And the only two people who'd seen her wings? Seemed like genuinely good people.
It sucked, not being able to pick out the good from the bad. Clearly, chucking stones across the surface of the pond is a good stress reliever. Not really, but it's kind of cool seeing how far each stone skips before meeting its watery doom. Or something dramatic like that.
So clearly you should come bug her. Albeit for friendly chatter or to dodge a stone. Can't blame her, she's kind of blind atm. At least for a bird-kid]
[ooc; Wordy little thing. Open, though I'm sure it was obvious. ♥]
It sucked, not being able to pick out the good from the bad. Clearly, chucking stones across the surface of the pond is a good stress reliever. Not really, but it's kind of cool seeing how far each stone skips before meeting its watery doom. Or something dramatic like that.
So clearly you should come bug her. Albeit for friendly chatter or to dodge a stone. Can't blame her, she's kind of blind atm. At least for a bird-kid]
[ooc; Wordy little thing. Open, though I'm sure it was obvious. ♥]