He looked up when the blanket was taken from him, blinking at Ray. “Happy being me.”, he nodded. He liked being himself! And he was glad Ray let him be himself.
He stayed curled up where he was, feeling comfortable. Ray’s bed was soft, and it was nice. He kind of wanted the blanket back and make a nest.
Ray smiled softly and nooded he gently took a smaller blanket and gently made it so it looked like a soft nest. “Did you want to have a nest little one ?”he asked softly with a smile as he let him settled in it down
He chirped when Ray made him a nest, standing up again and hopping over to it -his wings notably fluttering as if trying to fly, even though he couldn’t anymore. He happily nuzzled into the blanket nest, tugging on it sometimes. His claws got stuck in it sometimes, but he tried to be careful.
“Thank you!”, he chirped, one of the things he had picked up.
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