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For Kieran; Birds of a Feather
May. 7th, 2019 02:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
serenityevadesWherever his duties took him, Flow always found time to come back to his apartment on Coruscant. He had a family of orobirds to look after, after all, and while Abric occasionally stopped by to help take care of them and while he had a droid to help, they were his pets and he loved them. Sometimes, taking care of them was the only way he had to get through times of intense stress. And sometimes, he just wanted to spend time with his feathered friends.
He kept them out on the balcony, with plenty of plants and a water source and a trunk of food nearby. They were comfortable at high altitudes, being cliff-dwellers, even though it had taken them some time to adjust to the noise of Coruscanti traffic.
This was proving to be a peaceful afternoon of grooming the fawn-colored female he had taken with him to ride on his most recent mission, while her brilliantly colorful mate and chicks affectionately butted his back and legs, wanting their turns. At least, until there was a spike in something- unease, distress, a deep-rooted sort Flow was familiar with. He stopped and looked over his bird's back at the neighboring tower's balcony, and the birds, sensing the change in that way animals do, followed suit.
He kept them out on the balcony, with plenty of plants and a water source and a trunk of food nearby. They were comfortable at high altitudes, being cliff-dwellers, even though it had taken them some time to adjust to the noise of Coruscanti traffic.
This was proving to be a peaceful afternoon of grooming the fawn-colored female he had taken with him to ride on his most recent mission, while her brilliantly colorful mate and chicks affectionately butted his back and legs, wanting their turns. At least, until there was a spike in something- unease, distress, a deep-rooted sort Flow was familiar with. He stopped and looked over his bird's back at the neighboring tower's balcony, and the birds, sensing the change in that way animals do, followed suit.
