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[illustriousfeathers]

"Care...? What is Care...?"

OOC Post

♣ 'Sinclair' Briar Stewart

♣ He/Him - It/Its

♣ Male

♣ Homosexual/Gay

♣ Half-Scottish - Half-German

♣ Ex-Talon...?

♣ 26 years old

Mun is @anonymous-existences

More under the Cut!

♣ Appearance :

• White Long Hair

• Crimson Red Eyes

• Long White Lashes

• Pale White Skin

• 6'3 in Height

• Slim and slightly muscular figure

• Built more for Agility, than Physical Work.

• Wide white owl Wings

• Often compared more to Doves than Owls

♣ More about him :

• @yourlocal-ghostboy's Stolen Talon.

• Often speaks in "Mrr"s and "Krr"s.

• Afraid of the Court, But Danny reassures him that they can't do anything to him as long as he stays by Danny's side.

• Follows Every Order that Danny gives him.

• Follows Timothy's Orders because he sees Tim as Danny's Human.

• Very fond of younger talons

Will add More soon!

[stolas-in-the-night]

Krr....

- 🕊️

Oh. You again.

What do you want?

[illustriousfeathers]

[ head nudges and flapping wings ]

Master. Danger. But can't help. Out of reach.

[ He pointed to his messy wings, he couldn't groom them right because they were too big for him ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Why on earth do you think I would help you? Your master means nothing to me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Please?

[stolas-in-the-night]

Ugh. Fine.

But only if you let me fix your feathers

How you can bare to walk around like that is beyond me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr!

[stolas-in-the-night]

Sigh.

Where was the last time you saw your master?

[illustriousfeathers]

Bedroom..

[stolas-in-the-night]

Fine then, we'll start there. Show me the way.

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sin led the way to callum's home. To Danny's bedroom. There were no trace of the boy around other than his feathers that had been left at the floor by the bedside table ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Mm.

[ Stolas walks around for a moment, observing the bedroom ]

My first assumption would be a kidnapping. I have no doubt there will be a whole manner of creatures that would want that boy.

[illustriousfeathers]

Disappeared, no trace... Not smell... No scent. No warning. No sound.

[stolas-in-the-night]

Mm. He is an interdimentional being, is he not? I doubt that he's the only one.

[illustriousfeathers]

Hm..... He's.... He's afraid of clocks... Cal.. Callum took down all.... Clocks, big clocks. For him.

[stolas-in-the-night]

Of... clocks? What an odd thing to be afraid of...

[illustriousfeathers]

But .. today there was.... A clock.

In the hall.

But now it's gone...

[stolas-in-the-night]

Mm. I don't doubt the two are related.

[illustriousfeathers]

Grandfather Clock. Gone. No reason.

[stolas-in-the-night]

Well I'm not exactly a clock expert, nor am I an interdimentional being.

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sinclair let out a saddened and worried purr ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Krr....

- 🕊️

Oh. You again.

What do you want?

[illustriousfeathers]

[ head nudges and flapping wings ]

Master. Danger. But can't help. Out of reach.

[ He pointed to his messy wings, he couldn't groom them right because they were too big for him ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Why on earth do you think I would help you? Your master means nothing to me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Please?

[stolas-in-the-night]

Ugh. Fine.

But only if you let me fix your feathers

How you can bare to walk around like that is beyond me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr!

[stolas-in-the-night]

Sigh.

Where was the last time you saw your master?

[illustriousfeathers]

Bedroom..

[stolas-in-the-night]

Fine then, we'll start there. Show me the way.

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sin led the way to callum's home. To Danny's bedroom. There were no trace of the boy around other than his feathers that had been left at the floor by the bedside table ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Mm.

[ Stolas walks around for a moment, observing the bedroom ]

My first assumption would be a kidnapping. I have no doubt there will be a whole manner of creatures that would want that boy.

[illustriousfeathers]

Disappeared, no trace... Not smell... No scent. No warning. No sound.

[stolas-in-the-night]

Mm. He is an interdimentional being, is he not? I doubt that he's the only one.

[illustriousfeathers]

Hm..... He's.... He's afraid of clocks... Cal.. Callum took down all.... Clocks, big clocks. For him.

[stolas-in-the-night]

Of... clocks? What an odd thing to be afraid of...

[illustriousfeathers]

But .. today there was.... A clock.

In the hall.

But now it's gone...

[stolas-in-the-night]

Mm. I don't doubt the two are related.

[illustriousfeathers]

Grandfather Clock. Gone. No reason.

[stolas-in-the-night]

Krr....

- 🕊️

Oh. You again.

What do you want?

[illustriousfeathers]

[ head nudges and flapping wings ]

Master. Danger. But can't help. Out of reach.

[ He pointed to his messy wings, he couldn't groom them right because they were too big for him ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Why on earth do you think I would help you? Your master means nothing to me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Please?

[stolas-in-the-night]

Ugh. Fine.

But only if you let me fix your feathers

How you can bare to walk around like that is beyond me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr!

[stolas-in-the-night]

Sigh.

Where was the last time you saw your master?

[illustriousfeathers]

Bedroom..

[stolas-in-the-night]

Fine then, we'll start there. Show me the way.

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sin led the way to callum's home. To Danny's bedroom. There were no trace of the boy around other than his feathers that had been left at the floor by the bedside table ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Mm.

[ Stolas walks around for a moment, observing the bedroom ]

My first assumption would be a kidnapping. I have no doubt there will be a whole manner of creatures that would want that boy.

[illustriousfeathers]

Disappeared, no trace... Not smell... No scent. No warning. No sound.

[stolas-in-the-night]

Mm. He is an interdimentional being, is he not? I doubt that he's the only one.

[illustriousfeathers]

Hm..... He's.... He's afraid of clocks... Cal.. Callum took down all.... Clocks, big clocks. For him.

[stolas-in-the-night]

Of... clocks? What an odd thing to be afraid of...

[illustriousfeathers]

But .. today there was.... A clock.

In the hall.

But now it's gone...

[stolas-in-the-night]

Krr....

- 🕊️

Oh. You again.

What do you want?

[illustriousfeathers]

[ head nudges and flapping wings ]

Master. Danger. But can't help. Out of reach.

[ He pointed to his messy wings, he couldn't groom them right because they were too big for him ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Why on earth do you think I would help you? Your master means nothing to me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Please?

[stolas-in-the-night]

Ugh. Fine.

But only if you let me fix your feathers

How you can bare to walk around like that is beyond me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr!

[stolas-in-the-night]

Sigh.

Where was the last time you saw your master?

[illustriousfeathers]

Bedroom..

[stolas-in-the-night]

Fine then, we'll start there. Show me the way.

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sin led the way to callum's home. To Danny's bedroom. There were no trace of the boy around other than his feathers that had been left at the floor by the bedside table ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Mm.

[ Stolas walks around for a moment, observing the bedroom ]

My first assumption would be a kidnapping. I have no doubt there will be a whole manner of creatures that would want that boy.

[illustriousfeathers]

Disappeared, no trace... Not smell... No scent. No warning. No sound.

[stolas-in-the-night]

Mm. He is an interdimentional being, is he not? I doubt that he's the only one.

[illustriousfeathers]

Hm..... He's.... He's afraid of clocks... Cal.. Callum took down all.... Clocks, big clocks. For him.

[stolas-in-the-night]

Krr....

- 🕊️

Oh. You again.

What do you want?

[illustriousfeathers]

[ head nudges and flapping wings ]

Master. Danger. But can't help. Out of reach.

[ He pointed to his messy wings, he couldn't groom them right because they were too big for him ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Why on earth do you think I would help you? Your master means nothing to me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Please?

[stolas-in-the-night]

Ugh. Fine.

But only if you let me fix your feathers

How you can bare to walk around like that is beyond me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr!

[stolas-in-the-night]

Sigh.

Where was the last time you saw your master?

[illustriousfeathers]

Bedroom..

[stolas-in-the-night]

Fine then, we'll start there. Show me the way.

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sin led the way to callum's home. To Danny's bedroom. There were no trace of the boy around other than his feathers that had been left at the floor by the bedside table ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Mm.

[ Stolas walks around for a moment, observing the bedroom ]

My first assumption would be a kidnapping. I have no doubt there will be a whole manner of creatures that would want that boy.

[illustriousfeathers]

Disappeared, no trace... Not smell... No scent. No warning. No sound.

[stolas-in-the-night]

Krr....

- 🕊️

Oh. You again.

What do you want?

[illustriousfeathers]

[ head nudges and flapping wings ]

Master. Danger. But can't help. Out of reach.

[ He pointed to his messy wings, he couldn't groom them right because they were too big for him ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Why on earth do you think I would help you? Your master means nothing to me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Please?

[stolas-in-the-night]

Ugh. Fine.

But only if you let me fix your feathers

How you can bare to walk around like that is beyond me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr!

[stolas-in-the-night]

Sigh.

Where was the last time you saw your master?

[illustriousfeathers]

Bedroom..

[stolas-in-the-night]

Fine then, we'll start there. Show me the way.

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sin led the way to callum's home. To Danny's bedroom. There were no trace of the boy around other than his feathers that had been left at the floor by the bedside table ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Krr....

- 🕊️

Oh. You again.

What do you want?

[illustriousfeathers]

[ head nudges and flapping wings ]

Master. Danger. But can't help. Out of reach.

[ He pointed to his messy wings, he couldn't groom them right because they were too big for him ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Why on earth do you think I would help you? Your master means nothing to me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Please?

[stolas-in-the-night]

Ugh. Fine.

But only if you let me fix your feathers

How you can bare to walk around like that is beyond me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr!

[stolas-in-the-night]

Sigh.

Where was the last time you saw your master?

[illustriousfeathers]

Bedroom..

[stolas-in-the-night]

Krr....

- 🕊️

Oh. You again.

What do you want?

[illustriousfeathers]

[ head nudges and flapping wings ]

Master. Danger. But can't help. Out of reach.

[ He pointed to his messy wings, he couldn't groom them right because they were too big for him ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Why on earth do you think I would help you? Your master means nothing to me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Please?

[stolas-in-the-night]

Ugh. Fine.

But only if you let me fix your feathers

How you can bare to walk around like that is beyond me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr!

[stolas-in-the-night]

Krr....

- 🕊️

Oh. You again.

What do you want?

[illustriousfeathers]

[ head nudges and flapping wings ]

Master. Danger. But can't help. Out of reach.

[ He pointed to his messy wings, he couldn't groom them right because they were too big for him ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Why on earth do you think I would help you? Your master means nothing to me.

[illustriousfeathers]

Please?

[stolas-in-the-night]

Krr....

- 🕊️

Oh. You again.

What do you want?

[illustriousfeathers]

[ head nudges and flapping wings ]

Master. Danger. But can't help. Out of reach.

[ He pointed to his messy wings, he couldn't groom them right because they were too big for him ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Krr...

@illustriousfeathers

What do you want, broken one.

[illustriousfeathers]

Feathers.... Pretty...

[stolas-in-the-night]

...You're referring to... my feathers?

[illustriousfeathers]

Mm!

....? Wrong? [ Points to himself, thinking he said something wrong. ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

...No. Not wrong.

...Thank you.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr....

[ Hesitant step forward ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Uncertainty, but allows it... why does he allow it? ]

[illustriousfeathers]

Can....

Touch....?

[stolas-in-the-night]

...

. . .

...Fine, just this once. Do not expect it to be a regular thing.

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sinclair buries his face in his wings ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Stolas tenses, feathers ruffling in the place where his wings were cut off, leaving gnarly scars behind. The grip on his own arms tensed, he didn't know if he enjoyed it or not. ]

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sinclair rubbed his face gently on the soft feathers, he had always been curious, Danny did it to Sin's Wings so.... ]

Krr....

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Stolas just stood there, not quite understanding what The broken one was doing. ]

...Why do you enjoy this?

[illustriousfeathers]

Soft.......

[stolas-in-the-night]

Soft... hm. Yes, I do groom often, it is important for proper etiquette

[illustriousfeathers]

Pretty.....

[stolas-in-the-night]

If you ever bothered to do the same to your own, you wouldn't need to do any of this. You look like a mess.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr....?

How...

Do....?

[stolas-in-the-night]

Did your owner seriously—first he wants a broken one then refuses to groom it. How negligent. Hurry up and turn around.

[illustriousfeathers]

Fell...

When flying....

Owner too stiff to move....

[ He fidgeted with his hands as he turned around ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Stolas huffs, pulling out his preening comb before running it through Sinclair's feathers all down his wings, straightening them out and making them neat and proper, letting the lose feathers fall out harmlessly as all the twigs and leaves and other debree came out. ]

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sinclair Purred, his tail wagging slightly, he liked it, it felt soft and good ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Krr...

@illustriousfeathers

What do you want, broken one.

[illustriousfeathers]

Feathers.... Pretty...

[stolas-in-the-night]

...You're referring to... my feathers?

[illustriousfeathers]

Mm!

....? Wrong? [ Points to himself, thinking he said something wrong. ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

...No. Not wrong.

...Thank you.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr....

[ Hesitant step forward ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Uncertainty, but allows it... why does he allow it? ]

[illustriousfeathers]

Can....

Touch....?

[stolas-in-the-night]

...

. . .

...Fine, just this once. Do not expect it to be a regular thing.

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sinclair buries his face in his wings ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Stolas tenses, feathers ruffling in the place where his wings were cut off, leaving gnarly scars behind. The grip on his own arms tensed, he didn't know if he enjoyed it or not. ]

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sinclair rubbed his face gently on the soft feathers, he had always been curious, Danny did it to Sin's Wings so.... ]

Krr....

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Stolas just stood there, not quite understanding what The broken one was doing. ]

...Why do you enjoy this?

[illustriousfeathers]

Soft.......

[stolas-in-the-night]

Soft... hm. Yes, I do groom often, it is important for proper etiquette

[illustriousfeathers]

Pretty.....

[stolas-in-the-night]

If you ever bothered to do the same to your own, you wouldn't need to do any of this. You look like a mess.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr....?

How...

Do....?

[stolas-in-the-night]

Did your owner seriously—first he wants a broken one then refuses to groom it. How negligent. Hurry up and turn around.

[illustriousfeathers]

Fell...

When flying....

Owner too stiff to move....

[ He fidgeted with his hands as he turned around ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

Krr...

@illustriousfeathers

What do you want, broken one.

[illustriousfeathers]

Feathers.... Pretty...

[stolas-in-the-night]

...You're referring to... my feathers?

[illustriousfeathers]

Mm!

....? Wrong? [ Points to himself, thinking he said something wrong. ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

...No. Not wrong.

...Thank you.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr....

[ Hesitant step forward ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Uncertainty, but allows it... why does he allow it? ]

[illustriousfeathers]

Can....

Touch....?

[stolas-in-the-night]

...

. . .

...Fine, just this once. Do not expect it to be a regular thing.

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sinclair buries his face in his wings ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Stolas tenses, feathers ruffling in the place where his wings were cut off, leaving gnarly scars behind. The grip on his own arms tensed, he didn't know if he enjoyed it or not. ]

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sinclair rubbed his face gently on the soft feathers, he had always been curious, Danny did it to Sin's Wings so.... ]

Krr....

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Stolas just stood there, not quite understanding what The broken one was doing. ]

...Why do you enjoy this?

[illustriousfeathers]

Soft.......

[stolas-in-the-night]

Soft... hm. Yes, I do groom often, it is important for proper etiquette

[illustriousfeathers]

Pretty.....

[stolas-in-the-night]

If you ever bothered to do the same to your own, you wouldn't need to do any of this. You look like a mess.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr....?

How...

Do....?

[stolas-in-the-night]

Krr...

@illustriousfeathers

What do you want, broken one.

[illustriousfeathers]

Feathers.... Pretty...

[stolas-in-the-night]

...You're referring to... my feathers?

[illustriousfeathers]

Mm!

....? Wrong? [ Points to himself, thinking he said something wrong. ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

...No. Not wrong.

...Thank you.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr....

[ Hesitant step forward ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Uncertainty, but allows it... why does he allow it? ]

[illustriousfeathers]

Can....

Touch....?

[stolas-in-the-night]

...

. . .

...Fine, just this once. Do not expect it to be a regular thing.

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sinclair buries his face in his wings ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Stolas tenses, feathers ruffling in the place where his wings were cut off, leaving gnarly scars behind. The grip on his own arms tensed, he didn't know if he enjoyed it or not. ]

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sinclair rubbed his face gently on the soft feathers, he had always been curious, Danny did it to Sin's Wings so.... ]

Krr....

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Stolas just stood there, not quite understanding what The broken one was doing. ]

...Why do you enjoy this?

[illustriousfeathers]

Soft.......

[stolas-in-the-night]

Soft... hm. Yes, I do groom often, it is important for proper etiquette

[illustriousfeathers]

Pretty.....

[stolas-in-the-night]

Krr...

@illustriousfeathers

What do you want, broken one.

[illustriousfeathers]

Feathers.... Pretty...

[stolas-in-the-night]

...You're referring to... my feathers?

[illustriousfeathers]

Mm!

....? Wrong? [ Points to himself, thinking he said something wrong. ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

...No. Not wrong.

...Thank you.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr....

[ Hesitant step forward ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Uncertainty, but allows it... why does he allow it? ]

[illustriousfeathers]

Can....

Touch....?

[stolas-in-the-night]

...

. . .

...Fine, just this once. Do not expect it to be a regular thing.

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sinclair buries his face in his wings ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Stolas tenses, feathers ruffling in the place where his wings were cut off, leaving gnarly scars behind. The grip on his own arms tensed, he didn't know if he enjoyed it or not. ]

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sinclair rubbed his face gently on the soft feathers, he had always been curious, Danny did it to Sin's Wings so.... ]

Krr....

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Stolas just stood there, not quite understanding what The broken one was doing. ]

...Why do you enjoy this?

[illustriousfeathers]

Soft.......

[stolas-in-the-night]

Krr...

@illustriousfeathers

What do you want, broken one.

[illustriousfeathers]

Feathers.... Pretty...

[stolas-in-the-night]

...You're referring to... my feathers?

[illustriousfeathers]

Mm!

....? Wrong? [ Points to himself, thinking he said something wrong. ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

...No. Not wrong.

...Thank you.

[illustriousfeathers]

Krr....

[ Hesitant step forward ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Uncertainty, but allows it... why does he allow it? ]

[illustriousfeathers]

Can....

Touch....?

[stolas-in-the-night]

...

. . .

...Fine, just this once. Do not expect it to be a regular thing.

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sinclair buries his face in his wings ]

[stolas-in-the-night]

[ Stolas tenses, feathers ruffling in the place where his wings were cut off, leaving gnarly scars behind. The grip on his own arms tensed, he didn't know if he enjoyed it or not. ]

[illustriousfeathers]

[ Sinclair rubbed his face gently on the soft feathers, he had always been curious, Danny did it to Sin's Wings so.... ]

Krr....