your carcass brings all the birbs to the yard

The Warlord peeled the coat back with his maw, guiding it with a paw, when he suddenly jerked. The coat drove deeper into his mouth, almost choking him. He spat the tough hide back out and coughed once, looking back at the bird. “Harness?” he clarified. His eyebrow twitched, and he couldn’t decide if he was horrified or amused. He tried to picture Azure’s face if someone told him a bird wanted to harness up his prize child like a mule…

The Warlord coughed again. “A harness. Interesting, whose idea was that?” He asked as Marshal let out a sharp, cawing laugh and spread his wings, lifting off the ground and landing elegantly on the Warlords back again.


"Sirius"