It had been about a week since the raid, the chickens had been kept in a temporary quarantine pen adjacent to the airlock pen that would hopefully eventually become their home. With his bungalow right by it, he had been keeping half an eye on the birds himself. After Sid's check up, he gestured for the girl to join him as he slipped into the pen. There was a sour smell in the air and a few of the chickens seemed to be foaming at the beak. Others sounded like they were snickering and had occasional bubbles coming out of their nostrils. and those that seemed to escape the prior two infections seemed to have black, pus-filled sores on the bottoms of their feet, no doubt bought on by the wet weather of Auster.

Sakana sighed and gestured for his monkey to grab one of the birds. There were 10 in all, and the rooster was still housed separately for now. He wasn't looking forward to checking that one out. “Wanna help me with this lot? Bit different from our usual patients but practice is practice.” He asked the pastel coated girl. Of course he would understand if her answer was no. This lot were in a bad way indeed and their condition clearly preceded their arrival here. Some of the birds were barely hanging on.

“Speech”

Siduri had been a bit of a mess since her injury during the raid. As such, she needed to keep regular appointments with Sakana. Since she'd been spending so much time with the earthen man, she'd come to like him. She even thought that she trusted him. He'd done his best to deal with her and hadn't even mentioned how creepy her eye looked. Sid thought that it was kind of cool, actually, but she noticed that it made others uncomfortable.

Once her checkup was over, Sakana asked if she wanted to help him with chickens. The girl, a little down in the dumps today, gave a noncommittal shrug. "What if they're too sick? Do we have to kill them?" She followed the man to the coop that housed the birds and looked up to him, waiting for direction.

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”

Sakana spoke of the birds and the reason that they were giving them a checkup. Sid nodded and watched as the monkey collected one of the chickens. It was... surprisingly un-chickenlike. It just kind of let the monkey grab it. As the chicken was brought in, Sakana began to inspect it. The sudden look of disgust on his face brought a small smile to the sullen girl and when he asked if she wanted to smell, she shook her head.

"It looks pretty bad though," Sid pointed out, gesturing to the listless chicken. "Wouldn't it be better to just... kill it?" Was she feeling a little bloodthirsty today or something? "How does a chicken get sick like this anyway? And how does it not make other birds sick? Surely there are wild chickens somewhere."

Sakana smiled when Sid shook her head and nodded when she asked if they wouldn't be better off just killing it. “Its 'n important part o' bein' a healer t'know when giving someone a quick death is th' best option.” he conceded. “Unfortunately, y'probably right about this one, but we'll split em up based on their problems an' go from there.”

As to how they got into this state? “I suspect that's one fungal, with all th' rain down in Auster it'd be a challenge ter clean th' pens sufficiently t' make sure they couldn't get ter anythin' spoiled.” He gestured to one of the chickens with wounded legs next. “I'd wager somethin' nasty got inter th' skin through a scrape an' thats a nasty infection, I dunno quite how t' best treat their skin, its so different from a wolf.” One of the distant chickens sneezed, “That though, 's a bit more worrying, I imagine that's contagious, so we should probably leave them in this pen, and move th' others over to Jael's pen, and separate them with the airlock... if we can save any o' them at all...”

He shrugged, it was a bitter revelation that Sid had almost gotten her throat ripped out and cracked her skull for chickens that probably wouldn't see the week out. He'd happily let her have a bit of fun with anything that had to be culled as a consolation, but they'd have to sort them out first.

“Speech”

Again, Sid listened to Sakana as he spoke. His speculations on the origins of the illness were interesting to the girl and it sparked more curiosity in her mind. What other illnesses were out there? Where did illnesses come from? Could wolves catch such sickness from chickens? If so, why would they keep them around? Tons and tons of questions. Perhaps she would ask them later.

For now, Sid assisted Sakana with separating the chickens into the various pens depending on their symptoms. She'd learned quite a bit today and she wondered what more she could learn from the earthen man in the future.