10-10-2019, 11:35 AM
the bird chirped, taking a small hop back as they were surrounded by large predators. Were they afraid? Not exactly, though they felt they had to take a small amount of caution. You could never be too careful. Charlie nodded. “Yes sir, My name is Charlie.” They cooed, Boeing slightly to the larger animals. “I’ve made armor and satchels since I was little. I’m not greatly skilled at larger models yet, but I want to learn and help, if possible.” The bird hummed, their eyes scanning the area around them. They... had no examples.
They reached to their back, pulling their tiny nap sack from their back. They opened their wings, gliding down to place it in the rough mixture of foliage and sand. It was a bit rough, loved and worn down. The leather was tender, small tears sewn back together with grass and spiders silk. “This was my first project as a fledgeling.” They explained, trying to prove their worth.
They reached to their back, pulling their tiny nap sack from their back. They opened their wings, gliding down to place it in the rough mixture of foliage and sand. It was a bit rough, loved and worn down. The leather was tender, small tears sewn back together with grass and spiders silk. “This was my first project as a fledgeling.” They explained, trying to prove their worth.