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She waited patiently while the Ambrus climbed up her back, and she could feel its attempts to be careful, its hesitance, and it made her very glad she had found such a considerate new friend. It made her heart warm the the little Ambrus cared about such things, and she smiled to herself.
Carefully, slowly, making sure the bird perched comfortably on her back stayed steady as she stood up. She could feel a few wobbles here and there as it changed its sense of balance, and she took very slow steps at first so the Ambrus could accommodate.
"I'm sure you will be a very fierce hunter when you grow older, my dear," She replied wistfully, imagining little Ambrus and Pounce hunting together. All she could think of was Pounce playing its game, and its tears of sorrow at seeing death for the first time. "I am content with my greens and grass."
She had mused a little after she had briefly left Pounce in Cetus about how some gem-bounds prefer ferns and shrubs like her, and how some needed to kill to survive. She felt so badly for poor Pounce, for the necessity to toughen that soft little heart against the pain of bringing a life to an end. All she had to do was walk home to Eridanus and eat whatever she preferred, and she was never hungry. Truly, being one that ate plants was the best way to live - never having to worry about where the next meal would come from, the effort of taking it and chasing it down - she pitied those that had to suffer through that every day.
But those like the Aza, the Giggle, and the Saudade managed just fine, and so would these new babes she had taken under her wing. She wouldn't let them starve.
She smiled and laughed lightly at the Ambrus' words of thanks. "I would enjoy that! Flight is a beautiful thing to behold, and to experience it just once would be a wonderful delight. I'll look forward to it, dear Ambrus, for when you grow big and strong."
As she picked up her pace to exit the room of bones, something that didn't settle in with the floor caught her eye; a tiny skeleton with little paws and a long skull, like some form of mouse or possum, perhaps, had something around its middle. She peered at it curiously, dipping her head low and angling her head to see it properly. It looked to be a tiny little purse made of some dusty brown material with a twine sling that went around the deceased creatures shoulders. With her nose, she politely moved the flap, careful not to disturb the bones of the dead, and said to the Ambrus, "My dear, what a perfect little pocket for your present!"
As some of the bones were already disconnected, all she had to do was pick up the sling with her teeth, and it came away from the creature very easily, with only the slightest resistance. Silently, she thanked the soul, and turned her head to give it to the Ambrus. "This can go around your head and you can put the present inside for safe keeping. What luck!"
"Now, let us go and meet Pounce, hmm? I'm sure you two will get along famously."
"This is how I speak."
@Ambrus
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