(Thought I replied to this... :/)
Blizzard considered turning the general away. It certainly would make things a lot easier, especially seeing as he wouldn't have to hunt down birds that were probably the victims in this case. Finding innocent birds to pay the price of your mistakes, eh? Wouldn't be that unfamiliar... He shook the thought from his head. Then he looked around at the pigeons who were scattered about them, including Splash, who was preening a little ways away. He thought about the ragtag group of non-members, deserters, and outsiders that had become his flock. His family. He sighed. "Alright," Blizzard cooed, sounding defeated. "I'll come. But I need something in return."
Claw stared at him carefully. "Are we gonna talk about this or not?" She asked, tired of the conversation that was proving to be completely unhelpful.
Azaz shot him a glare and yanked at the twine, continuing to go higher into the clouds so the forest was just a blurry green sea below.
(Oof, sorry about that. Guess I just started procrastinating when I couldn't think of a reply...)