Just a little something

It was awkward going to carry the cage outside of the Armada territory. He went through the woods, and kept going. Knowing his friend's aversion to packs. He settled in the red forest and looked at the bird in the cage. The creature fluttered its dark tail feathers at him but otherwise refrained from squawking. His own falcon watched the caged bird with great fascination.

He lifted his head up and howled for Wren, hoping his friend was nearby. The boy had spent the last week working odd jobs for his grandfather, paying off his debt for what Sirius had paid the trader for the bird. He just hoped that Wren hadn’t left the area in the meanwhile.


"Basilisk Fatalis"