A solid maybe on not a date
Defender
01-15-2021, 08:30 PM
Hikaru wasn’t sure how he felt about a beak, on the one paw it could look like a great eagle or falcons beak. Then again he could be stuck with a duck bill beak. With that thought he couldn’t contain another amused chuckle. ”As long as it wasn’t a duck bill.” He chuckled some more as he continued to clean the muddy wings with warm water. His efforts were obviously appreciated and as he worked away the grime Mortis seemed to relax even more. Hika glanced upwards towards his friend as he vocalized his pleasure. He wore a shy smirk and returned to his work, taking great pride in the way he took care of Mort like the winged heir had been taking care of him. "I don’t know, but they are rather impressive." Hikaru said wistfully as he started to relax more. The warm water was doing his aching muscles a lot of good. He rinsed the soap from the dark feathers and marveled at the light iridescence they held, like that of a crow or raven. "Maybe another dip and they’ll be rinsed. Squeaky clean." Hikaru sighed softly and joined Mort at the side of the pool, ducking under one massive wing as he did so that he could sit shoulder to shoulder with the Armada heir. He felt comfortable in this place, and was convincing himself that he didn’t want to leave. He closed his eyes and leaned lightly against Mort as he rested his head on the ledge, already forgetting the mud that still stained much of his face. |
