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@doctors-doves
Hallo! Zhis is zhe Medic speaking. I vill not be here very often, I am just here now to assist vith introductions and such.
Zhis blog is for mein doves! Once in a vhile I vill show up to translate but zhat vill only be vhen you call for me.
Ozher zhen zhat, go ahead, just don’t hurt any of zhem and all vill be vell.
Zhat is all!
An Australian magpie lands amongst the doves. He joins them in picking some seed off the ground, but tries not to cause any issues.
He seems to be aware he is vastly out numbered.
The doves do not mind this new bird, but a few of the younger ones seem curious.
A small group of the younger doves move closer to the magpie, looking it over and inspecting it without touching.
*A comedically large cat just appears, it suddenly turns into a human form.*
hi birds
*it walks through a wall and vanishes.*
(mod loves defying physics.)
The doves look confused, a few going over to the wall the new person had just walked through and pecking at it in inspection.
Hey doves
What do yall think of moths :3
(Totally not coming from a talking moth)
The doves look at the moth, a few startled by its ability to speak while others just curious.
They seem to like the moth.
*slides the doves a bowl of seeds*
The doves crowd around the bowl, immediately scattering the seeds on the ground around it.
They coo happily, grateful to be fed by the stranger.
The doves are hungry
Hello
The narrator here to say something
I am sorry for being absent, my personal life has been very stressful and I’ve been unable to force myself to keep up my internet presence.
I will hopefully be online more now, but previous asks in my inbox will not be answered.
Thank you for understanding.
Hello
As the mod aka “The Narrator” I would like to say something
This blog has suddenly gotten quite a bit of attention, and while I appreciate it genuinely, it is slightly overwhelming
I am not telling anyone to stop interacting, I just want to apologize in advance if I accidentally leave anyone out when trying to keep up interaction
That is all, thank you
The birds would like some new people to interact with
Please reblog if you are within the tf2 community and are comfortable with Medic’s doves visiting your blog
Pspspspsps
Many of the doves swarm the seeds, cooing excitedly. It only takes a moment before the handful of seeds are gone.
The birds like you now
The birds would like some new people to interact with
Please reblog if you are within the tf2 community and are comfortable with Medic’s doves visiting your blog
The birds do not like Poland.
There is no reason for this, they just dislike images of it.
They are completely fine with Polish people, but will rip Poland out of a map if they somehow get ahold of one.
The birds do not like Poland.
Coo
- @arcamedestf2
The rest of the flock looks up at Archimedes
Wait… Archimedes was already there… sitting on a perch near the window
Did Medic clone his dove?
The birds are staring
⚫️^⚫️
- @doctors-doves
Soldier stared back up at the birds, but with more of a warning glare rather than.... whatever it was they were staring at him with. It was quite unsettling but Soldier wasn't going to let his uncomfortableness around the birds show. After all, they might be spy birds, or possibly some of Medics doves coming to collect gossip of some kind, and they didn't need to pass on the message that Soldier felt uneasy around them.
Soldier only continued to stare wearily, waiting for them to make a noise or a move.
One of them flies towards Soldier, landing on his shoulder and cooing curiously.
The dove, seemingly a younger member of the flock, pecks at Soldier’s helmet playfully.
Soldier tries to stay as still as he can. Maybe if he doesn't move, the doves will fly away when they see nothing of interest. He also really wants to swat this dove away before it accidentally pokes his eye out, but, he doesn't move. He can't risk it. This younger bird was getting on his nerves constantly poking at his helmet, but he still didn't move.
The bird coos again, confused as to why Soldiers was not giving him attention.
Eventually, the small dove realizes he wouldn’t get anything out of the man this way, and flies down at his feet to look around on the ground.
Soldier continued to try and stay as still as possible, his gaze traveling to the other doves still staring at him. It was almost like they were judging him on his next move. And the young dove was still getting on his nerves.
A few of the birds fly away, most likely heading to the infirmary, others staying nearby and that young dove still pecking around the ground at Soldier’s feet.
The small bird starts gently playing with the laces of Soldier’s boots, not understanding the tension that it was creating with the man.
"Get away from here you... stupid bird." Soldier thought as the small bird played with the laces of his boots. He wanted to nudge it out of the way, so he carefully lifted his foot to push at the small bird as slowly as he could without losing balance and staying absolutely still. Easier said than done.
The bird doesn’t exactly “move”. It just sort of flops over onto its back, looking up at Soldier.
This bird clearly isn’t the smartest of creatures.
At this point the majority of the flock had made it back to the infirmary, a few sticking around to watch over the younger dove.
Soldier paused, watching the bird land on its back. Did it have no sense of survival whatsoever? It just, laid there, looking up at him, not doing anything else. Maybe it was playing dead? Just as afraid of Soldier as he was of it?
Soldier slowly put his foot back down, away from the bird to not crush it. He watched the others carefully, although most of them were gone. He still didn't want to accidentally trigger something. It was almost a secret fear of his to be surrounded by birds. Except the American Bald Eagle of course, although, there could be times where Soldier has gotten... a little spooked when climbing up to see a nest up close. Maybe thats what messed Soldier up about birds.
Either way, he slowly stooped down and paid attention to this little dumb bird, while keeping the others in his peripheral vision. He kept his hands back so that he wouldn't give into the urge to pet the little dove as he watched it carefully.
The young bird coos quietly, still on its back as a sign of trust and respect.
The dove clearly trusted Soldier, whether that be a mistake or not would be up to the man.
On the dove’s leg was a small tag, of which had the name “Flora” printed on it. Flora is the Roman goddess of flowers and spring.
⚫️^⚫️
*Insert bird noises here*
-@doctors-doves 🕊️
BIRBSSSSS
The birds jump back, a few flying around or puffing up to look intimidating. They didn’t expect yelling.
They quickly calm down though, and start landing on or around the person in front of them, gently pecking at their clothing or nuzzling against them.
The birds are affectionate creatures
OH-OH SH-
Im sorry birds I didn't mean to scare you 😭
Omg I love the birds i love them I just wannaaaaaaaaa 😭😭😭😭😭
I wanna pat the birds and kiss the birds and love them and pet them and ahshsjsjsbsisjdbdidjsbsjjsb
The doves accept Cloudy’s apology, cooing and showing different displays of affection.
Each one has a distinct personality, much like many other creatures.
Each one also has a small tag on one of their legs, showing their name, most of which were the names of ancient philosophers or characters from various mythologies.
Oh my godddddddddd
I
Im gonna kiss every single one of your heads and then learn all of your names and feed you and love you and
The babiesssssssssssssssss *cries*
The birds are a bit confused by the tears, but they don’t mind.
They trust Cloudy, no matter how many times Medic tells them to trust no one.
Domestic birds are needy things, they need love and attention, and they enjoy the attention from Cloudy.
The birds are staring
⚫️^⚫️
- @doctors-doves
Soldier stared back up at the birds, but with more of a warning glare rather than.... whatever it was they were staring at him with. It was quite unsettling but Soldier wasn't going to let his uncomfortableness around the birds show. After all, they might be spy birds, or possibly some of Medics doves coming to collect gossip of some kind, and they didn't need to pass on the message that Soldier felt uneasy around them.
Soldier only continued to stare wearily, waiting for them to make a noise or a move.
One of them flies towards Soldier, landing on his shoulder and cooing curiously.
The dove, seemingly a younger member of the flock, pecks at Soldier’s helmet playfully.
Soldier tries to stay as still as he can. Maybe if he doesn't move, the doves will fly away when they see nothing of interest. He also really wants to swat this dove away before it accidentally pokes his eye out, but, he doesn't move. He can't risk it. This younger bird was getting on his nerves constantly poking at his helmet, but he still didn't move.
The bird coos again, confused as to why Soldiers was not giving him attention.
Eventually, the small dove realizes he wouldn’t get anything out of the man this way, and flies down at his feet to look around on the ground.
Soldier continued to try and stay as still as possible, his gaze traveling to the other doves still staring at him. It was almost like they were judging him on his next move. And the young dove was still getting on his nerves.
A few of the birds fly away, most likely heading to the infirmary, others staying nearby and that young dove still pecking around the ground at Soldier’s feet.
The small bird starts gently playing with the laces of Soldier’s boots, not understanding the tension that it was creating with the man.
"Get away from here you... stupid bird." Soldier thought as the small bird played with the laces of his boots. He wanted to nudge it out of the way, so he carefully lifted his foot to push at the small bird as slowly as he could without losing balance and staying absolutely still. Easier said than done.
The bird doesn’t exactly “move”. It just sort of flops over onto its back, looking up at Soldier.
This bird clearly isn’t the smartest of creatures.
At this point the majority of the flock had made it back to the infirmary, a few sticking around to watch over the younger dove.
Oh hallo, mein kinder. Mein precious doves.
The birds all swarm Medic in greeting, cooing and chirping excitedly.
One of the smaller birds, a younger one, hops into Medic’s coat pocket, sitting there as if it was a nest or bed.
