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Growing Pains

Eagleclaw had curled up on the floor with his face down in the carpeting during this time, and whimpered quietly, his body occasionally seeming to jump from the hiccups. His mother cooed, picking him up by the collar in her beak, and setting him on the couch, resting down by him and gently moving his tears with her beak. He sniffled, rubbed at his face with his still-soft hands, and tugged the hat down by the little tassels.

He wasn't surprised when she moved away, and he could hear her squawking at his dad in concern. The molting had started a few weeks ago, his first ever in his lifetime, and on top of that, it had turned out her was an early bloomer. His legs ached dully thanks to his growth spurt still in progress, and his arms itched from feathers starting to poke through. The fluff once on his head was shed, now beginning to cover itself with feathers, poking out like tiny sprouts and itching like crazy.

What made it worse was because of his condition, he refused to go to school. Eagleclaw was already class freak when he was normal, how would they react to this on top of that? So he had to stick at home this last week, toes curling up occasionally as his legs stretched another few millimeters and sent that ache coursing through him. He tossed and turned, burying his face into his hands and just whimpered and whined.

He found himself getting nuzzled by a large beak again, then a hand ruffling the hat on his head, "It's alright Claw, all us men gotta go through this time one way or another." Eagleclaw sniffled, crossing his arms and pouting, "Your hair didn't fall out..." Condor smirked, "Nah, that only happens to most guys when we're older. But, happened to your mum when she was a chick. They're gonna grow back better then ever..." Eagleclaw rubbed at his nose and turned, tears still leaking out as he sniffed, "How do you know..."

He just ruffled his hat again, "Just focus on gettin' rest. You can catch up at school later."

Question unanswered, Eagleclaw just huffed and turned away again, drawing his legs up to his chest and staring at his feet-his awkward, bird-ish feet that made him stand out so much among his peers. And if he was getting taller, they were just gonna keep getting harder to hide. The mere thought is enough to depress him all over again, and the parents just frown as he begins to cry once more, watching him curl in on himself.

Condor patted his shoulder, sighing quietly, before they stepped away to talk again, and Claw couldn't help but think to himself in his little kid head-how was this ever going to get any better?

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Eagleclaw ended up eating his words. Within a week, his head was covered in smooth, brown feathers, a deep rich color compared to his old baby down. His white crest had even built up in volume, and he couldn't help but stare at himself in the mirror quite a bit now. Not only because of his new locks, but also because of his height. All that growing pain had gained him nearly a foot and a half, plenty of height now to reach the bathroom sink and look at himself in the mirror for quite a while.

There was a knock at the bathroom door, "Eagleclaw! Gotta go to bed son, back to school tomorrow!" He rolled his eyes, "Alright, dad, I'm going!" Just as he opened the door, he blinked, eyes catching on the pair of brown cowboy boots, the color of burnt sugar. And, ones he found, his feet could completely slip into. His eyes widened, looking over his feet, a part of him almost wondering where they went. A braced grin passed over his face, and he giddily headed to his room to get to bed early.

School was gonna be just awesome tomorrow it looked like.

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