[Yuuya's first response is, naturally, flight. It was his initial reaction upon arriving in the castle, too.
As soon as he becomes aware that something is amiss, Yuuya is off the ground in an arc of feathers, bolting for height and cover (two advantages that might save anybirdie's tail long enough to keep them alive).
The forest is unwelcoming (and dark, to boot, and pigeons have terrible night vision), and being unable to hover for very long, he comes down to rest on the ground again, eyes narrowed.]
Wow, am I dead for real?
[Plenty of other people here, though.] I suppose not! [Coo . . . ] This is cheery.
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As soon as he becomes aware that something is amiss, Yuuya is off the ground in an arc of feathers, bolting for height and cover (two advantages that might save anybirdie's tail long enough to keep them alive).
The forest is unwelcoming (and dark, to boot, and pigeons have terrible night vision), and being unable to hover for very long, he comes down to rest on the ground again, eyes narrowed.]
Wow, am I dead for real?
[Plenty of other people here, though.] I suppose not! [Coo . . . ] This is cheery.