double the stomachs, double the hunger

Restlessness brought Lia from her room in the wee hours before dawn. Her body felt hot and she was uncomfortable in her skin. The cool night air in her coat was a relief, and her paws brought her down the stairs, and towards the great feast hall. The crackling of the fire there was beginning to feel like home.

She passed close by it on the way to the kitchen. Pausing as she approached the pantry. The scent that had been niggling at her nose was stronger here. It smelled like something feathered. She paused, lingering at the stairs. Was something down there? Perhaps she ought to go get Artorias…

She imagined asking the Aegis to hold her hand while she went down into the pantry, and snorted at herself. She took a deep breath, and marched on down. What she found, was a adolescent bird, its feathers more fluff then defined. Despite this, it was big, big for a baby bird. “Well hello there, how did you get in here?” she asked, more to herself. Was this some strange livestock she hadn’t realised the Hallows kept?

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