WC: 320 OOC: Niro has a belt on, with several pouches, gloves and a knife, his bird marahute, isn't mentioned but she's keeping watch above them. lol and um.... there's a horse there but dont' worry about noticing it i never made a description of him or her and really don't care it's one of those "just a horse" kinda horses hahha

His visit with his children went well and he was a happy wolf. He sat on his horse with high hopes and dreams of seeing his mate and younger children again. He did well by his children. He at least tried with Maggie, though she had been quite rebellious as a child, but now she was a mother herself with a mate. It was amazing and Jiva too... He was making himself known to those in New Dawn and he was high spirited.

So it came as a very big surprise when he heard a tiny call for help, he forgot that it was low speech, but it mattered little. He dismounted the animal he rode and sniffed around to find this help seeker. His nose led him to a tree and at the bottom of that tree was a baby owl. It was a snowy owl and he bent down to check it, but recalling its parents he looked up. It was close to night so they should be there, but it seemed the nest had been abandoned. His heart went out to the poor animal, it must have fallen from the nest, and he was sure it had broken a leg on the way down. The birds parents didn’t know what to do but he did... though he would need help. THe closest place he was, was Anathema. He had little knowledge of the pack, and didn’t hear any horrible rumors of the place so he found himself cuddling the poor owlet and howling for help at the border of the pack. It had grown since he was there last ,but that was ok with him, it was much out of his own packs way and they seemed to do little harm to anyone or he would have heard about it. He sat waiting hoping someone could come and help him. He couldn’t do this alone.

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He sighed with relief when he saw two figures coming to see the noise that Niro had made at their borders, the darker one kept back while the white moved forward. She spoke and he looked at her with worried eyes. He could see that she had children, and wished to comment, though it was definitely not the time for that.

“I need some help, I found a baby owl not too far off, and I think he broke his leg. I know how to fix it but it did get a cut and i need salves to keep it from getting infected.”

He said holding his hands out to show the fluff of feathers, She seemed capable enough and. He spoke of the plants that he needed, hoping she would understand if not he did make it loud enough if the other man was listening and knew, could speak up. Two or even three pairs of hands were welcome for a squeeling bird trying to get away from the pain. He knelt down to show her he wouldn’t harm her or her puppies and he nodded to the man who watched in the distance. Now was the time to act though he couldn’t do anything without the right stuff to keep infection out.

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Relief washed over Niro when the man left knowing the herbs he needed, The owl would surely be fine now, he looked over to Ayasha, and smiled, the relief that washed over him showing plainly in his face.

“I’m sorry, My name is Niro Takekuro, I did not meen to be brash, just the owlet needs help. He should be fine, now that we can get it fixed up. I’m afraid that it will pass if I bring it with me on my journey. It’s still some ways to Cour des Miracles and I do not know how my Eagle will take to a baby bird.”

Niro explained. He didn’t want to put a burden like this on the woman but he had little choice. She seemed genuinely worried for the poor fluff of feathers and that was enough to want to help it. If there was that he knew she could take care of it.

“The poor thing wouldn’t be able to take such a journey.”

He said, looking down at the shocked owl. The bird would be like this for some time, but he was alive, that much Niro coudl tell with the tiny chest moving up and down rapidly. The shock was going to be hard on the baby and it would be stressed if he brought it. He was still trying to convince himself that he couldn’t take it with him. The bird would be a great contribution to his messaging services but to what cost? Niro wasn’t one to make a bird so stressed just to get him home, no he wanted it to live and had a good life.

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Niro smiled at the offer, he was pushing her to offer but it was the only way for the bird to live. She asked what there was she needed to know he nodded. The owl wasn’t too very old though he knew it already imprinted on its parents, he would still be loyal to the one that fed it.

He’ll get hungry every few hours and you feed him meat, with no fur or anything for a week or so and then gradually move up from there. He’ll be able to eat whole mice within a few months don’t worry about bones and stuff.”

He said, going from his knowledge of the animals, this was as he was making the plants he was given into a salve that would go over the birds leg. He was doing this onehanded in a small bowl he kept in a pouch that he used for Marahute as she didn’t care too much for dirt getting into her kills.

“No this is good, here if you could hold him, you may want to move your pups the bird will be loud and struggle. I just need to put his bones back together and put a splint on him.”

He said holding up the chick with one hand, trying to fiddle with a tie. He had kindling and sticks that would be used well for a splint for the tiny leg.

“For care for the leg, you’ll have to re salve the leg every day and splint it. Make sure the splint is always on or the leg won’t heal.”

He was a natural multi tasker and it showed as he fiddled with his pouches to find the right one while keeping the bird in his hand until Ayasha could take it from him.

WC: 442 OOC: Niro talks too damn much. lol

His hand free he was able to get out the sticks that would be used as a makeshift splint, the best any wolf could do, and then string he used for training, he’d be able to get more. Once ready he looked over at the woman with the bird and gently moved the owlet, who protested loudly, as he got the leg out in the open and started working. The blood had stopped and it looked like a clean cut, the leg was definitely mendable, and the break minimal. He put the salve on it. The bird struggled as he did so very uncomfortable with the touch of the wolf. Niro whispered kindly to the owl in his own language. Something he was learning. He knew only ok, and good, and a few positive words in the language, but it was enough to calm the owlet.

Once the salve was on the cut he had to do the hard part. It took him many tries but he was able to get the sticks in place where they would support his leg and keep it straight. Her questions were ones asked by a concerned parent and he was glad she was the one that came out thim him.

“The salve goes bad easy, I’m sure your mate knows how to make more. You just crush up the plants I asked for and make sure they are almost a liquid, then put it on as I had. The splint, for this little one, should be on at least two months. I don’t htink you want to take chances on a crippled owl. Make sure he gets his exercise though these things can get lazy when they are just given food.”

He chuckled tickling the fur of the baby owl. His work was done and he was happy now. It made him feel far better knowing the baby would get through. He hoped so at least. THe first night was always the most crucial. He would offer to stay and take care of the bird child, but he had his own to get to that night.

“I am very grateful you would take in this burden. It’s not always easy to take care of a baby bird. My golden eagle was constantly in need of something. Even with pups, who are adorable by the way, it’ll be a bit of an undertaking. I wouldn’t ask you of this if I didn’t have any other way. The boy wouldn’t make it if he had to ride with me to the court. Do you have any other questions?”