Shoving feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken

*Zeitgeist* · 07-15-2019, 03:32 PM

Zee followed behind him dutifully as he lead the way to his makeshift stone den. She could have likely walked there without the guidance - it's path was burned into her every time she recalled the thunderstorm - but she did not want to appear to eager.

She followed him up and into the cavern, making her way to the back where he dropped the carcasses and placing the hide not too far off. He was telling the truth, he had enlarged it since her stay. She took a moment to marvel at the strength it would take to carve stone, and considered reminding him that he'd promised to help her with her own home. "It's coming along well." The comment came off politely, feeling the awkwardness once more inside his home. He'd confessed his friendship of her, and this was something friends did, right? Zee couldn't remember a time where any of her childhood friends took her into their den. It seemed too intimate for her. With a throat clearing cough, she sat against the stone wall and got to work gently plucking the feathers from the bird before her.

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Shoving feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken

Zee

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