... So the house nested. Of course a house with any sort of bird legs would nest, but it was so damned odd to watch; better to observe if it was going to be running around the forest, and all the better to steer clear of it. Just because it was running around wasn't going to keep him from camping about in various areas.

If they could, eyes would be rolling at Reaper's antics, circling a few more times as he debated with himself. He could leave- and he could also dive-bomb if he so wished because wouldn't that serve Reyes right?



After a while he came to land on the roof as well, silently and more near one of the higher parts of the roof. Feathers ruffled and just sort of walking along. Not quite used to this, but better to learn than not as Reaper screeched at his own house. Apparently it had gotten away from him.