"coo coo~" ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
“Ohhhhhhh by the sky who are you and what do you want. Also you got a little blood… there. Everywhere.”
Doves! Just as bad as pigeons, if not worse in their shameless filthiness being exposed by pristine white feathers… This one was no exception. Blood? Really?
Oh my! A potential friend! Archimedes was just on a normal fly by until he spotted another bird with a strange color pattern. So we flew right down near then as he stretched his neck with a soft coo, crooking his head to the side, saying the blood is just a fashion choice.
{{ well you can pick worse fashion statements. Red looks good with white. }}
He’s still wary of this posh looking pidge, but huffs. {{ Who’re you anyway? The name’s Ganymede, top scout for Overwatch! }} He puffs up his chest…
What the heck is an Overwatch? The disty dove asked as his head raised up in question. He knew what a scout was, a speedy thing that makes for a great nest from time to time. He cooed that sounds like a nice position, knowing a few scouts himself inside and out. Also saying that he’s Archimedes, an important lab assistant.
