An would have been able to catch it without hurting it, was Seide's next thought. It was chased away, with a perturbed haste that left her ears on her skull. An was not here, An could not help her, and Seide had to take care of it. Sometimes, between the promotions and the apprentices, Moto'Seide forgot that she was still relatively young, and there were still many things in life she did not have an answer for. Today, Veru had a better answer than she did.
"Let's take him." There was a momentary pause as she examined the small creature, with its puffed out chest, and its open beak. "Or her, to them."
Seide had leaned forward, and gingerly scooped up the poor, small creature into her mouth. It seemed that breakfast was cancelled. They were going to take a bird to a medic.
And who said Veru couldn't do romance?
