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 Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 7:06 pm
Pride sat next to Zorba, preening him softly. "I can't believe how fast she grew up." he commented. "And she's still mad at you?" he asked.
On the rocks had grown and left the nest to be with her new best friend Waffle House. Pride didn't mind the white owl pidge, but they had a wicked time trying to communicate.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 7:12 pm
Zorba had been worse for wear the past several days and nights, since his little Rocks had moved out. Just thinking of her no longer wanting to be near him, no longer wanting to sleep in his nest, it broke the nanny's little heart. She was an adult now, after all, so it was only to be expected that she would wander her own way, but her surrogate father had no idea how to handle the empty void that now seemed to fill his heart.
She was still in the flock, so it wasn't the end of the world...
But she was furious at him for not liking Waffle House.
"Ah know. It was jest like yesterday ah found 'er..." He sighed heavily and nestled closer to the brightly hued male that he had fallen for. "An' y'd think jest seein' me was like poison, the way she acts."
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 7:25 pm
"She's just sore." Pride said, draping a wing over him and pulling him close to his fluffy chest. He nuzzled his lover, the leather bands on his feet stroking Zorba's plumage. "Maybe if you gave Waffle House a second chance and got to know him, she'd forgive you for the ONE incident. I've never understood a female's heart."
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 7:28 pm
"But..." Zorba's voice trailed off quietly as he tried to protest against the larger, fluffy pidge. He was having difficulty in putting words to his thoughts and almost found furthering the argument useless. Rocks had always been very headstrong, or rather, hardheaded.
"She c'd do better, y'know that..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 7:46 pm
He frowned. "Well...maybe its what she wants. I want you even though you could do a million times better. She sees you as her daddy but she sees him as a friend, maybe a potential mate. He's helpless on his own."
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 7:50 pm
"Don't y'give me that, Pride. Ah'm lucky an' don't deserve someone like you an y'know it." The nanny mumbled with a slightly cranky tone to his voice, though he certainly did not mean to sound that way.
"'E's trouble, an' somethin' bad'll 'appen. We 'ardly know anythin' 'bout him, 'cept he can't speak t'save 'is life. Bad news." The nanny hid his face in Pride's soft, thick plumage and suppressed a sob.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 8:05 pm
"Zorba, you're over reacting. I have tons of passeridae. they don't speak any pidge but they all golden hearts. He just needs a little help...a bump in the right direction."
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 8:08 pm
He hated to admit to being wrong and this even showed in the defiant gleam in his beady eyes, but it quickly dissolved into a sad, unhappiness.
"Maybe..." He admitted defeatedly. "Maybe, but maybe not. I just don't know at all..." He cooed sadly.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 8:17 pm
"she's sad without her daddy and she's not gunna stop until you snd waffles make friends. so let's go see him and see if we can work this out. Meep, Strut, Canuck, Ladybird, Chanukka, Tab, guard the nest."
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 8:39 am
"Ah dun' wanna make friends." Zorba protested quietly as he narrowed his eyes at his paws. Rocks was his, she did not belong to taht little foregin freak. The thought of losing her was clearly bothering him as he heaved himself out of the nest.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 12:17 pm
Pride spoke softly. "don't be selfish, zorba." he whispered as the chickadees piled into the nest.
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2009 10:27 am
The slate male grunted something, but hung his head low and pressed up against the brightly painted Pride.
"Fine. Les' jest 'urry up an' get it over with, huh?" He muttered finally, after pouting for a few moments.
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2009 12:55 pm
"that's my boy." pride said, giving him a little preen and taking off, flying towards waffle's nest near rock's. the female had gone out.
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2009 7:21 pm
Zorba followed, but most unhappily. He lagged behind Pride and when he landed, he had a most sour look on his beak.
"Waffle? Where're you? You here?" He called hoarsely and when Waffle didn't answer right away, he turned about. "Up, see, not here! Lets go back!"
"Yes? Yes?" Waffle was almost about to try and hide under his nest, he was hunched so low. The moment he had heard Zorba's voice, he had tried to hide himself.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 6:44 am
Pride had grabbed his mate's wing to keep him from flying away. "Patience, Zorba." he said, giving him a little preen of the head feathers.
Price smiled at the low crouching white puffy pidge. He motioned him to come over. "Come here, waffles." he said. "we won't hurt you."
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