What Do?
05-31-2016, 04:21 PM
Roza's ears flicked back against her head as her gaze went back to the bird as it continued to flop and struggle. She followed Alfred's lead and lowered herself onto her stomach, still trying to figure out how they could help it. Her brows lifted with surprise when Alfred spoke and the little bird paused and looked at him, its eyes still panicked and his tiny chest moving so fast with its frantic breathing. But the main thing was that it did seem to understand! At least well enough to stop and look at Alfred. Roza nodded in agreement, her bright blue gaze fixed on the little tan and red creature. "Yeah, we just want to help," she agreed just as softly. A small smile touched her lips, hoping to look more friendly for the little thing. "May I take a look at your wing?" she asked. The bird seemed to hesitate for a long moment before she turned so that her injured wing was facing them. Roza glanced toward Alfie as she tried to keep her excitement in check. She slowly started to inch closer to the bird, staying pretty much on her stomach the whole time. She examined the bird's wing as well as she could without actually touching it. She didn't want to accidently cause the bird more pain or accidently scare it. It didn't look too bent out of shape so she couldn't imagine that it was broken. She did see some blood dried onto the feathers there, but she couldn't see where the wound was because of them. Perhaps it was strained or sprung as well? "I'm Roza by the way," she said, looking from the bird's wing to her face. "And that's my brother Alfred." She watched the bird glance between the two of them, her gaze still unsure, but not nearly as afraid as before. "Do you have a name?" She honestly didn't know what birds went by. Could she even talk? That question at least was answer pretty quickly when she spoke, her voice high and trilly. Roza could tell from her voice that she was still pretty shaken up. "No... Not in your language." Roza gave the bird a bigger smile as she said, "Well, we'll think of a name for you, okay?" She looked back at Alfred then, her gaze curious, "Do you think some of the herbs Aunt Amalia uses would work on her too? Her wing is a little banged up, but I don't think it's broken." She looked back to her new friend, her expression brightening, "Which is good!" |
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