SA-KA-NAAAAAAAAA!

Inspired by Jael's chicken coop, Sakana had picked the wolf-dogs brain concerning design and had been tinkering with closing in the back veranda on his little bungalow. Some of the boards needed replacing to prevent snakes coming up through the floor. In the end it would be more of a secure roost than a physical cage to keep the birds in, but it might prove useful down the track. Pigeons were known for their homing instincts after all.

Ripped from his task of fitting some branches to the enclosure by Siduri's blood-curdling summons, his ears fell back against his skull in worry and he tore through the bungalow and out the front door, leaving the whole building open. He would have to hope it was close enough to the populated areas that wildlife wouldn't get in and fuck with his supplies, that was until he heard the door slam behind him and looked back to see his blonde capuchin on the front veranda with one of her hands on her hips, the other flipping him the bird as he scrambled away.

He chuckled, but there wasn't time. What if Sid'd been hurt again? What if her vision had deteriorated and she couldn't see out of her injured eye at all? There were so many possibilities racing through his mind that he didn't even slow when she finally came into sight, sliding to a stop just short of bowling her over, he began nosing the girl carefully all over, checking her while he caught his breath. All seemed ok? “Is everything ok Sid?” He finally questioned, his tail taking up a hopeful wave. If she'd just wanted to see him, he could breathe a sigh of relief, but for now, he was holding on, afraid of what might happen if he relaxed too soon.

“Speech”