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It thought for a moment. It wasn’t even sure if Songbird was its name or not, it was simply what it had been called all the time.
“He?”, it really wasn’t sure. “She? They?”. It all sounded weird, it had always been called an it, hadn’t it?

“I don’t know what it is! Some harpy kind?”, it was really the only thing it had heard about itself before.

He sighed softly, cringing as his servant slammed into him. A small sound came from them as they pressed back against the other side. “Shh… it’s okay. No punishment. Accident.”

It squeaked when the half elf slammed into Joshua, claws tightening in the cuff to not fall off. It tried to stay quiet then though, watching the two of them. Punishment? He knew that word! And that one hurt! He didn’t like those.

“Sorry, Master Joshua. There was a rock in the road.” A small, squeaky voice said. “We have cleared it and will be arriving soon.”

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Joshua hummed, looking at his harpy. “I suppose it will work. Are you hungry? I assume they did not feed you well.”

He almost chirped in reply, before remembering. No chirping with the half elf lady around! “Me want meat please!”, he said instead, ruffling his feathers. He was hungry indeed. “Give it only water and crumbs! Stupid bird doesn’t deserve expensive meat!”, he repeated what he had heard a lot before.

Idiots. He could give the other meat- hell, he could give it a cow and not suffer any. “Live or dead meat?” Of course he would only be fed the lowest of the low- only a bird. Harpy’s were rare, delicate creatures.

“Can’t fly, can’t hunt.”, the little harpy replied. Catching anything alive was very hard for him being unable to fly anymore, though he was used to hunting mice and squirrels, some times even small birds. He didn’t shy away from fighting with bigger animals like cats, though knew winning against them was unlikely.

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Neko Host AU ~ Open starter ~

Host was curled up in the corner of his kennel, as far away from the corridor as he could. He was a rescue from a very terrible owner, who had abused him badly. He was afraid of everyone, and blind on top of that.

So no one wanted him, of course. Most people wanted the cute nekos, the younger ones. The ones who loved to play and cuddle. But Host, he was afraid of being touched, he barely even spoke. He was so stuck in his habits from being abused, that living was so hard, that someone had to make sure he even ate. Because he was stuck on thinking he needed permission. And that was just one of the many things wrong with him.

Host was very glad when he was finally left alone, and his owner wasn’t going to hurt him. He wouldn’t have liked being hurt that much. Not at all.

Once he couldn’t hear anything anymore, he crawled off the bed and hid underneath it, curling up against the wall. He was sure the other would find him here, but it was best to get the worst hiding places found first, until he found a better one.

He turned on the telly, watching the show that came on. He wasn’t really watching it though, more thinking about his new pet. The poor thing was terrified and he wasn’t helping matters.

Host relaxed after a while, comfortable on the uncomfortable ground. It was nice, to be hidden away. He hoped he could stay here. His favorite activity was doing nothing. Because there was no pain, there was nothing he could be doing wrong. So doing nothing was nice. He could also doze, which was equally nice.