He knew Orin would go in quickly, and he followed her but stopped short, the wood was so rotted he was sure he’d fall right through the boards. He stayed near the edge of the doorway, and looked in as Orin carefully maneuvered herself on the boards. He watched her with wide eyes, fearing for her life, one wrong step he was sure she’d fall. His entire attention was on Orin, not on the sight or the birds or anything. He knew she was being fool hearted but if he moved now it would not be a good thing. He was sure he’d fall right through these boards. At her mention of fixing it up, he shot a look at her… she meant him fixing this rugged old place up? She was good at reading but nothing else really passed through those hands. He sighed, knowing he’d been opted to do a task that already looked quite dangerous… then she started fighting with the birds, oh how was he going to get her out of this, he could see the seagulls squawking at her some had flown but a few, probably the nesting mothers, stayed.
Orin, they are nesting here, they’ll die to protect their eggs, get back over here, we can shoot them out or something later!
Niro said in a tone that said he meant what he was saying, he looked around and saw some splinters of wood, and grabbed his leather thong he’d been recently wearing, and started wrapping it so it would be like a sling, and he’d use it, how inefficient it was, but he had to, if she were to be her normal self and not listen to him. The birds were flapping their wings at Orin as she barked and growled, the astonishment of that moment stayed only for a few seconds, poised to throw the small piece of wood. It probably wouldn’t be deadly but it would scare them off.
