Cerulean Cape dust to side chicks

“Arrille,” Furi repeats, and she glances to her friend with a smile on her features. She’s glad Blixen has toned it down a few notches and even offers an apology. She lets go of a deep breath and wags her tail, lowering her rump to the ground and curling her plume next to her. “We should get him something to eat,” she offers after a beat, though she is curious to know what happened, and while she doesn’t want to overload him with questions, she can’t help it. “Do you have somewhere to go?”

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