Birds the Word

永程

"Uncle Birdy, Uncle Birdy?"

"Yeah, kiddo?" It was one of Sirius' and Zee's kids -- Mortis, by the sound of his voice. His plants had grown in nicely, now, and there were several that stood much taller than the small healer. Bird poked his head through a wall of them, eyes widening at the sight of a long, randomly-trampled trail of plants. Like a creeping snake, the trail led his gaze to rest on Mortis' small, striped behind. The child was peering into one flower -- a lovely yellow one that had no business being in his garden (it was likely a weed) -- and Yong Cheng took the chance to sneak up on him. Quietly, soundlessly, he snuck up behind the child, and then...

"Yeeeeeees?"

It was rather odd, felt Yong Cheng, to be talking to a child who was just a little over a year younger than he was. The healer was really still a boy and not at all an adult. He wasn't quite sure how to be carrying himself around Mortis, but, faced with another child, he found his tail wagging unconsciously. The wolf-who-was-not-a-wolf's lips split in a grin. "Y' got somethin' y' want?"


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