The Kookaburra Sits In The Old Gum Tree

Gavroche frowned as the woman responded. Fallen… God? He’d never heard tale of such a being, but he didn’t want to insult her by asking more about it. He stayed still, breath held as she disappeared. Then the net was brought up with him in it. Gav squeaked softly in surprise, glancing back down at the hole he’d been in a moment before. Houdini made sure to hold onto him too, her red eyes narrowed some.

It was only once he had been set free that Gavroche slipped onto solid ground and stretched his wings with relief. Thank goodness! His green gaze slid gratefully to the woman and the young man dipped his head respectfully. “Thank you ma’am.” He lowered his ears a little as she scolded him though. “Sorry… If you show me how I could help make a new one?” He suggested softly. “...among helping you with the herbs of course.” He added quickly.