[In which an artist makes her appearance]

[magicalberet]

 O-Oh! Ohhh!

[The sound of a young girl calling out might reach your ears. Why? Well, why else?

Okay, forget whatever line of thought you were going down because it's not correct.

Into the view of whoever may be walking is none other than a girl carrying an easel under her arm and a bag rustling with art supplies on her shoulder. She is running

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[monotreme_101]

[And what's this? Red Beret, meet White Glove.]

Hey. This yours? [Offers the hat.]

[monotreme_101]

He's a great guy!

Us? Yeah - we're fine. I've had a lot worse, let me tell you! Harley was pretty shaken for a long while but it takes a lot to keep him down. Hey! You wanna meet him? I could whistle for him to come over!

[magicalberet]

[She giggles at that] He's always had a way of befriending just about anyone, so I'm not surprised.

That's good... I'm glad that he managed to recover. [Harley? She thinks for a moment and she starts wondering what he could possibly be] I'd love to, yes. What is he?

[monotreme_101]

He's a Spiderbird.

[Gives a loud whistle. It takes a few moments and several whistles, but suddenly, there's something large half climbing, half flying down the side of the nearest building. He's about six feet tall at the shoulder and is a mess of legs and wings and all kinda of craziness.]

[magicalberet]

[One would think that Adeleine would be frightened beyond belief of Harley. Especially considering how shy she is. But. Considering the things she draws sometimes, instead she just stares at Harley.

...and thinks that is just about one of the cutest things ever.]

This is Harley? He's...he's cute.

[monotreme_101]

Oh wow!! You think so - Me too! But most other folks are a little skittish around him at first on account of he's so big and kinda an odd mix of creatures.

[Meanwhile, Harley has skutterbugged all the way over to them and is butting his big bald head against Knuckles' chest.]

You can pet him if you like! He won't hurt you or nothin' - He looks kinda rough but he's actually a real marshmallow. Arent you? Aren't you? [mandible scritching abounds]

[magicalberet]

Some of the things I draw some people think are odd...but I think they're kinda cute. [Granted the fact that she ends up drawing the usually violent monsters of their solar system/whatever which tend to be adorable anyways. But still. She stares at Harley for a moment before petting him.]

I can understand why, though. That some people are skittish around him. [Pet pet pet.]

[monotreme_101]

He's actually really sweet though. Even when he got attacked by Marx, he didn't fight back. He ran away to get help. The only time I ever saw him fight was in the Aparoid war - He joined up with a huge flock of Twillli Kargarok birds and helped us win. Right boy, you're a hero, huh? You're daddys he--I mean. You're a good boy. Ahem.

[You didn't just see him lapse into baby speak. You didn't. Really. It was a trick of the light or something.]

A-anyway. He seems to like you well enough - Scritch under his chin or behind the feathers in back of his head. He likes that best because his big gangly feet can't reach there to do it himself.

[magicalberet]

[Oh of course not. Chances are she wouldn't acknowledge it anyways since doing that usually causes the cuteness to stop.]

I don't quite follow, but it seems he's quite brave. [She smiles and scritches under Harley's chin.]

[monotreme_101]

He's the bravest. [scritch scritch]

[Harley is making contented noises and all four of his eyes are closed.]

Anyhow, I can show you to your room whenever you're done petting him. He usually spends most of his time up on the roofs and out in the forest over the back of the school.