Totoka River paranoia, paranoia, everybody's coming to get me

He gasped, as if all of the air had been sucked from his lungs prior to that. What was he supposed to say? Did this bird not get the memo of the food chain? Was Rokig's luck really so shitty as for him to be the one to explain this to a damn bird?

You're not supposed to do that. He hissed softly in response before his ears swept back in an apologetic way, the apology even spread to his gaze. I-I'm supposed to eat you. He explained awkwardly as he shifted his weight, crouching close to the earth. I mean, I'm not going to now. Which was probably cruel considering Rokig was positive he had broken the bird's wing.