yellow flicker beat

Just when he had decided his best move was to suck in his pride and get help from the pack, a stranger would make an appearance. He glanced over at the white male, who stood in stark contrast to the darker-coated Solor. His eyes where a duo of colors, to Solors single, delicate blues.

Solor placed his weight heavily on his arrow-marked leg as he turned swiftly, eyes looking upwards to the tree. “Well, you see, that bird there happens to be a companion to the sister of my lady-love. Complicated sounding, I know, but I can’t leave it there.” he explained in an exasperated sigh. “I haven’t the faintest idea how to get it down, please tell me you have a suggestion?” he raised a white brow at the stranger. He hadn’t even introduced himself. His manners, normally flawless, where lacking today it seemed. The gentleman was lost in his stress of the situation.

He craned his neck, walking under the tree, to get a glimpse of the delicate little bird, with his bright blue feathers, and frantic cries. He was surprised they hadn’t attracked a bird of prey by now. No point thinking about trouble, least it arrive. He shook out the thought with a grimace.