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4th Teddy Bear [Action][Forward-dated to daytime]
[A relatively normal day, so far. Elicia'd been coloring up pictures of pirates (fire-breathing lions were soooo last week) and was generally relaxing in her new setting. Lots of new friends and happy times! But as she finished up Mr. Pirate's peg-leg, she happened to notice, by chance, something out the apartment's windows...
A small bird limping across the grass outside!
Well, leaving it certainly wouldn't do... It'll only take a second to go see and it's close by, so it'sokay!—besides, it looks like it could rain in a little bit... She has to make sure the little critter wasn't stuck out during a drizzle...
So Elicia leaves the apartment and rushes down the stairs, slip-on shoes click-clacking all the way. She can see the bird in the distance trying to flap a mangled wing, and runs toward it... which is, in hindsight, a bad idea, because it just darts into the brush. She continues for a few seconds until she's in a little clearing, where soft frenzied chirps meet her ears.
A tree! Over there~!
She climbs its jutting roots and looks into a hole to find baby birds, all chirping and fat... like their mama? Aaah, but that means mama bird was missing! Was it really the one she'd chased earlier? Well, she'll just sit and admire the babies for now while waiting for any sign of said mama birdy, whenever you feel like bumping into her.]
A small bird limping across the grass outside!
Well, leaving it certainly wouldn't do... It'll only take a second to go see and it's close by, so it'sokay!—besides, it looks like it could rain in a little bit... She has to make sure the little critter wasn't stuck out during a drizzle...
So Elicia leaves the apartment and rushes down the stairs, slip-on shoes click-clacking all the way. She can see the bird in the distance trying to flap a mangled wing, and runs toward it... which is, in hindsight, a bad idea, because it just darts into the brush. She continues for a few seconds until she's in a little clearing, where soft frenzied chirps meet her ears.
A tree! Over there~!
She climbs its jutting roots and looks into a hole to find baby birds, all chirping and fat... like their mama? Aaah, but that means mama bird was missing! Was it really the one she'd chased earlier? Well, she'll just sit and admire the babies for now while waiting for any sign of said mama birdy, whenever you feel like bumping into her.]
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What are you doing? Do you need some help?
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No, I'm fine! I was just saying hi to the birdies.
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[Terra remains close anyway, ready to help. She follows Elicia's gaze and smiles at the fat little baby birds.]
They're very cute! But their mother might return at any moment....
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[The epiphany of 'oh right mama bird' hits, and she looks determinedly at Terra.]
I followed the mama bird here because it had a hurt wing and I wanted to help it, but now I don't know where it went...
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Hm. I'll help you look. Where did you last see her?
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She blinks and runs through a small bit of brush—stopping and beaming at a very interesting sight.
Well. They certainly weren't the mama, but these birds were coating a leafless tree, and looked like living plant-life on it. It's really something.]
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[Terra pauses behind her, for a moment forgetting about the mother as she peers at the odd, colorful birds.]
They're beautiful!
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They're like your hair, Ms. Terra!!
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I suppose you're right!
...but we should find the mother with the hurt wing. I can make her feel better.
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You're right!
[She looks around with her hand shielding her eyes, much like someone who's scouting out the area.]
But I don't know where to start! She was a really fast-running birdy...
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[She peers around intently for a few moments, then lowers her voice as she points.]
I thought I saw something over there. Don't run--let's go there quietly.
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But how will we catch it, Ms. Terra...?
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Leave that to me.
[She ventures closer, making sure to tread carefully. A few more steps and she spots some quick movement, upon which she focuses and casts a spell. The fleeing mama bird then falls asleep.]
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What'd you do...?
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[Terra crouches down to examine her.]
Oh, that wing must hurt....
[Time for a little healing magic.]
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Did you learn your magic from the spirit people...?
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Some, but not all of it. This I learned from home.
Now....
[Very gently, she picks up the sleeping bird.]
Let's return her to her family.
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Right!
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She'll wake up soon.
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You really think so?
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