Chicken you out

Sid seemed a little flat and not at all her usual cheery self, so he was hoping chasing the birds to round them up would serve as a distraction. “We'll try t' get them better first, but breathing stuff can be tricky wi' birds and we don' wann'em gettin' the wild birds sick too. If we have t' kill'em, it won't be for lack of tryin' t' save 'em. We can probably still use the feathers for other things if we dust 'em down t' deal with any lice.” His blonde monkey had gathered up one of the birds that was too weak to get away from it while Sakana set up three separate baskets with lids to sort the birds based on ailments.

Sakana listened to the bird breath for a moment then gestured for Blondie to open it's beak, taking a tentative sniff and almost hurling all over the poor beastie. “Oh gods thats awful!” The brown wolf recoiled visibly. With the monkey's hand across the birds swollen croup, foul smelling foam was leaking from the back of the chickens beak. “Wanna sniff?” He teased Siduri before gesturing to one of the baskets. Good lord, how on earth were they going to deal with this?

“Speech”