[ Not seeing where he's gone fills Riley with a very brief, very small rush of panic. What if in the time she's been gone, Maple got out, ate him, and then put himself back in his carrier and zipped it back— okay, no, that's ridiculous even for her. Still!
She looks around for a moment, talons tapping, before he calls out to her. She kneels down and tilts her head a little too far to the right in trying to see him. Bird flexibility, who knew? ]
no subject
She looks around for a moment, talons tapping, before he calls out to her. She kneels down and tilts her head a little too far to the right in trying to see him. Bird flexibility, who knew? ]
Oh! There you are— under the table feels safe?