race me! race me!

She bounced to her own feet, her head brushing the underside of his feathery appendage. She showed no signs of leaving the shade he offered her. He laughed softly, and took it as a challenge. He began to walk, and then trot, holding that one wing high. He knew her stride would be shorter then his, and did not want to move too quickly.

"Racoon dog, eh? I've got a leapard cub for a companion. She's a child of Io and Dads leopards" he explained as they walked. Like Mort, she wouldn't be a cub for long. "And a Kea, if you seen a green parrot like bird watch out, she's a trouble maker" he warned, his blue eyes dancing with amusement. Half the mischief he got into these days was her fault.

When they reached the tree, he ducked behind the leaning trunk. Here, a few lower branches lead unto the canopy. Mort had retractable claws that could dig into bark, so he knew Hana might have more trouble them him. "See if you can jump onto this branch. Don't worry, I'll be under you to cushion your fall if you slip" he promised her. Already bouncing into place, wings spread out to offer her a landing spot.