Dec 20, 2017
@dovecrafted
He’s been having a conversation with one of the birds for an hour now. More have gathered and are chattering at him happily. Virid eyes glance up when his Master enter’s the room, and he greets her with the same tender smile-- ( When he turns his gaze from the feathered creatures, one lights upon his shoulder. None of them are in cages. Oh dear. )
“ I like your birds, Master. They’ve very sweet. “