birdical: (🐦 (and i rode alongside you then))
єllєru ([personal profile] birdical) wrote in [community profile] redmarsshit 2019-09-26 07:59 am (UTC)

Oh yes, she's coming. Her companion calls, and Elleru follows with a low warble, a natural grumbling to herself about her injuries. The cleaning got the grit out of them, but they bleed anew, staining her usually pristine fur. She's used to neither the pain nor the filth, and she's clearly displeased with both.

As they pass the spa, one of the robots near the entrance approaches her, offering her a towel. Despite her distrust of the machines during the decontamination process, she figures having something to soak up the blood is better than nothing at all. Clasping the offered towel in her beak, she tosses it across her haunches, hoping to keep at least some of it from caking her hide.

And that's when she gets an idea: if there are towels, there might be a bath. She lets out another soft call to her companion, trying to draw her attention to the spa.

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