It was only a bite, how did it end up like this

“Shit, you're talking about shit?? If you shit on me dude…” he warned, turning his head slowly backwards to squint at the bird, and almost walking into a doorway. He then made a gagging sound as Zeph explained that they spit it out. What on earth was he talking about? Birds didn’t spit instead of shit. He’d stepped in bird shit before.

As Zeph patted him with a wing and pointed in the right direction, Bas looked at the indicated spot, and squinted. He had to jump? Weird, but, alright. He picked up speed, his stride more graceful then it had been only a season ago and he leapt. He lept like he had springs in his feet, sailing them far over the threshold of the door, and almost crashing into the following wall as he suddenly had to slam on his brakes. “Alright, we’re through… this isn’t food” he glanced about the kitchen, and then found the stairs down. “Oh, here we are” he said, the scent of food guiding him. “Hold on birdo” he said, and leaped down the stairs.


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