[ Crane was in the midst of preening his feathers which, on the outside might seem like a strange thing to do after battle, maybe even a bit vain. But sorting through his feathers helped him take stock of anything out of place that he wouldn't have noticed during the heat of battle.
Hearing the voice and the steps approaching, though, he glances up and offers a smile back. ]
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Hearing the voice and the steps approaching, though, he glances up and offers a smile back. ]
Thanks. I do my best to keep my skills sharp.
But yours are remarkable as well.