Asahi held her breath as she ducked and stayed close to her brother. Trusting him to keep his promise to protect her. He golden eyes swung about until they both concluded that whatever danger there was, it had passed.
She watched as Jiro pressed forward to investigate the scene. When his eyes meet hers she slinks over the log, away from her hiding place, and approaches the fluttering panicked bird as Jiro talks to it. She tilts her head at the poor thing and hums a light tone to it. To her soft high tune, the bird stops screeching in their faces and fluffs its feathers out, watching them with a wide beak and harsh fast breathing.
There was a lot of blood around its face, but its beak seemed fine and its little eyes blinked back at them fine as well. She glanced back at the lemur and carefully approached it. Three bright blue feathers were grasped tightly in its paw. The blood had leaked out of both of its eyes and a ragged slash across its throat.
"I don't think a predator did this." She commented to Jiro, her black nose approaching the corpse to smell it. It smelled of bird and blood and lemur. And possibly fruit as its last meal.
She glanced back at the bird and noticed one of its legs was curled up tightly into its feathers and its wing was held at an odd angle.
She went back to the bird and hummed the tune again, trying to get a better idea of what had happened.
"It's okay, let us help." It started to understand as she held out a paw to gently open the strong wing, then gingerly looked at the odd wing. She carefully lifted the bird up as she got it to sit on her wrist and it let its foot be examined. It was missing one tiny toe, but that was hardly what could have accounted for all the blood on it. She had an idea of what happened.
"I think it's one of those Blue Roller Birds." She mentioned decisively. She had always been fascinated by their aerial acrobatics. Their compact size relative to a crow endeared them to her.
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