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.
He curiously hopped out of his nest, before making his way closer to Ray, trying not to get stuck in the bedding too much. He nudged against Ray’s hand, chirping.
“Wake up little birdie!”, he trilled, needing Ray to help him get food.
Ray groaned sleepily before opening his eyes and smiled a little when he saw the little bird. “Good morning Songbird ! You know you can always call me Ray .”he said with a little chuckle and moved to pet his back gently humming softly.
“Ray! Good morning!”, he chirped happily, ruffling his feathers lightly getting his back pet. It was weird, but also nice.
“The bird needs food! Feed it!”, he bounced slightly where he stood, very much unable to just stand still. He liked moving!
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