[ you know despite the horrors of the last weekend, it is a new dawn and a new day! it's beautiful in the candy kingdom and taair has one hand over his brow, where chrono will find him...
halfway up the hedge walls. like he is trying very hard to get to the top... or get to something... ]
Come here, little one. It's alright.
[ ?????
even from afar, his emotions are warm as ever, and there's a thread of curiosity and wonder that seems to underlay his very presence, though it's always laced with something soft and a little sad, but that is just background noise compared to the focused intention of... whatever he is doing.... ]
[ there's a !! in his emotions - he leans back from where he is precariously purchased, and then smiles. ]
Chrono, hello. [ warmly, as there's affection and fondness immediately - his voice is softer than usual, near a whisper. ] There's a pair of birds, but they're a bit strange.... Come, do you want to see? The climb was easier than I thought it would be, but be careful.
[ holding some of the branches aside, he carefully moves them to reveal... a little tiny nest with two birds in it! they look like they're both sleeping, but they are there. taair's emotions settle into wonder and curiosity, and care as he makes sure chrono can make it up to his spot safely. ]
Look. The texture of that one's feathers... [ as he points to one of the birds. ] They're a little odd, are they not...? It almost looks off, but I cannot figure out how.
[ it's because one of these birds is made of cake but he doesn't know that yet. ]
[ i will defend you my sweet boy (bird defender? more like bird befriender)
anyway. he hums, and there's a note of approval. ]
That's a good guess. Let's see...
[ taair brings a hand to his mouth, careful not to jostle his climbed position, and makes a soft whistling noise - imitating a few notes of bird songs. one of the birds lifts its head and looks around, and he brightens and whispers - ] Can you see it a little better now?
[ SIMPLY THE CUTEST - taair warms up even further too, now echoing off a fondness as soft and tender as a warm blanket watching this scene. the baby bird nestles comfortably in chrono's hand, deciding that yes, he's okay. ]
Birds just require a bit of stillness. They startle easily, but... if you help them feel comfortable, then many of them are very social creatures.
[ he keeps his own voice very quiet, smile warm on his face as he watches the baby bird get settled. then, with a careful hand, he reaches out to start to try to coax the unresponsive bird - the wonder settles to a background hum and his brows furrow. it's very unusual to receive nothing, and as he slowly reaches out, it turns to more and more worry, a bit of sorrow, and then...
as his fingertip touches gently against the bird, the surface of it.
[ wow... bird... taair is so cool and talented and knowledgeable....... he nods slowly as if even that movement would startle the little creature in his hand.
he's not paying attention to taair's investigation at all until the sorrow cuts through, and then there's
[ chrono makes a face at taair licking the bird-frosting like dude that was still sitting out......... but the fact that this other bird is in fact False is distracting enough.
the real bird is settled in his palm, but ruffles a bit as if it understands being mentioned. ]
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week 4, monday!
halfway up the hedge walls. like he is trying very hard to get to the top... or get to something... ]
Come here, little one. It's alright.
[ ?????
even from afar, his emotions are warm as ever, and there's a thread of curiosity and wonder that seems to underlay his very presence, though it's always laced with something soft and a little sad, but that is just background noise compared to the focused intention of... whatever he is doing.... ]
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[ oh this is not going to end well. chrono walks up, carefully, trying very hard to not spook him from. whatever he's doing. ]
What've you got there?
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Chrono, hello. [ warmly, as there's affection and fondness immediately - his voice is softer than usual, near a whisper. ] There's a pair of birds, but they're a bit strange.... Come, do you want to see? The climb was easier than I thought it would be, but be careful.
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and curiosity, then. even though climbing the sugar structures seems like a bad idea, he wants to see the birds... ]
Strange? Okay. [ we climbin'. he's pretty deft at it. ] Where am I looking?
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Look. The texture of that one's feathers... [ as he points to one of the birds. ] They're a little odd, are they not...? It almost looks off, but I cannot figure out how.
[ it's because one of these birds is made of cake but he doesn't know that yet. ]
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Huh, you're right. [ he knows better than to try and touch baby birds, but. tempting. ] Maybe it's matted from all the sugar?
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anyway. he hums, and there's a note of approval. ]
That's a good guess. Let's see...
[ taair brings a hand to his mouth, careful not to jostle his climbed position, and makes a soft whistling noise - imitating a few notes of bird songs. one of the birds lifts its head and looks around, and he brightens and whispers - ] Can you see it a little better now?
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chrono leans in carefully, slowly, trying to not startle the now-awake bird. ]
It looks like it's... kinda caked on? Maybe that's why it didn't wake up, it's stuck?
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he nods, his emotions giving off a wave of encouraging. the other bird continues not moving. as it is made of cake. ]
Goodness... I hope not. The poor thing.
[ taair whistles again - imitating that same bird call, and the little bird fluffs its feathers, then looks at chrono, then tilts its head. ]
Oh...if you would like, you could hold out your hand. Just move very, very slowly.
[ the little bird starts to lean its head forward... ]
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--huh? Oh... uh, okay!
[ chrono is nervous about this...!! he doesn't want to scare or hurt the alert bird, even if it seems interested. slowly... slowly...
here bird have paw. ]
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it hops forward... and then gently bops its head into chrono's fingertips. and then hops into his hand. it is the tiniest little guy.
taair's emotions ping immediate delight and warmth. ]
... There you are!
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Wh... wow. Usually only cats like me.
[ smal baby bird... is hold... he is so careful, but nods to the other one in the nest. ]
Can you check on that guy now?
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Birds just require a bit of stillness. They startle easily, but... if you help them feel comfortable, then many of them are very social creatures.
[ he keeps his own voice very quiet, smile warm on his face as he watches the baby bird get settled. then, with a careful hand, he reaches out to start to try to coax the unresponsive bird - the wonder settles to a background hum and his brows furrow. it's very unusual to receive nothing, and as he slowly reaches out, it turns to more and more worry, a bit of sorrow, and then...
as his fingertip touches gently against the bird, the surface of it.
squishes. ]
....Huh?
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he's not paying attention to taair's investigation at all until the sorrow cuts through, and then there's
huh. ]
...frosting?
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.... Frosting....
[ and then
well only one way to find out, so he touches it with his tongue? and his emotions go !!! ] ...Frosting! It's just a confection...?
[ a confectioncanary................. ] But yours is certainly not, is it? It's a bird.
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the real bird is settled in his palm, but ruffles a bit as if it understands being mentioned. ]
Definitely a bird.