[Blood trills in response, more than happy to lift his wings for the routine inspection. He has no marks on him, though a feather or two is out of place after the failed Ottsel hunt.
He lets out another, not-so-abrasive cry, head and neck bobbing like that of a chicken.]
[The feathers out of place are noted. Either Blood's been scavenging and not being careful, or he's been up to something. The head bob triggers the sniper to quirk an eyebrow.]
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Date: 2010-03-23 12:51 pm (UTC)He lets out another, not-so-abrasive cry, head and neck bobbing like that of a chicken.]
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Date: 2010-03-23 01:02 pm (UTC)Who you been chasing, Blood?
[Smirk.]
Did you get them good?
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Date: 2010-03-23 01:06 pm (UTC)STUPID DAXTER :(]
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Date: 2010-03-23 01:15 pm (UTC)Regardless, he gives the bird a reassuring pat.]
Next time.