He was very comfortable in his little nest, curled up and comfortable. He could still kind of drape his wings over himself too, and he was really happy he got a little nest all for himself.
He wasn’t bothered when Ray sat onto the bed, not knowing why the other had attempted to change him in the first place.
Ray stayed close to the nest eventually falking asleep there. He had been tired for quiet a while and he wanted to rest a little. If only the bird knew why he was doing all this , it would make things easier for him.
The little harpy fell asleep eventually as well, sleeping peacefully in his little nest. It was warm, and comfortable, and he was very happy.
He woke up again after a few hours, hungry, stomach growling. He sat up, looking around before he found where Ray was.
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