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HoodedHuntress
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Sierra stared at him, her eyes fearful that the hunter that she had seen the other day might return and hurt her or Tory, which was a rather unreasonable phobia. She whispered a thankful "Thanks" before noticing his hands return to brush over her wings. Her body froze as he did, rather timid once again that he might hurt her, but softened as she once again reassured herself he was benign. With a slight smile forming on her face on his hands brushed past, she explained softly "You'd make a good Aves, you know, Casimir."He knew the amount of trust she was giving him here and he gave her a kind smile to let her know he was grateful. In a way it was kind of like an olive branch between the two, who the day before were enemies. He gently slathered the poultice on the effected area, making sure he covered the front and back well before he set the rock down. He cleaned off his hands and couldn't help himself he brushed his fingers across the downy soft feathers briefly. It was a luxury he had never afforded himself, and he hoped he hadn't overstepped.