OOCWell, I'm going to wrap it up so you have one less post to keep up on. When you have more time, hit me up and we'll do another! When they returned to the window, Ifran eased Nowa onto the sill and deftly tied the remains of the meal around his ankle with twine, the food bound up in a handkerchief. It wasn't too weighty, and he was sure Nowa would fly his little heart out for the prize of food. Some of it would keep longer than other parts, but he left those logistical decisions to the raven himself. Certainly with his beak and talons, he could remove the twine at will. "Well, then. It was lovely to see you again. I am expected, though, so I shall have to let you fly. Come and see me again sometime, especially if Winter depletes your stores or ruins your warm nest." END |