Jul 9, 2013
Explorers of Flora ||explorerchatot
The assassin stepped in the conservatory, eyes immediately falling to the squawking, desperately flapping parrot-like creature with slight confusion. The castle was nowhere near the exotic climate that would bear such a creature and he did not think that his garden had the ability to produce the product of billions of years of evolution. He could only watch until the bird tired itself out or calmed down enough so he could perhaps capture and release it somewhere else.