WC: 408 OOC: Sorry this took so long and Niro too is in Optime 
Niro was taking what he thought was “inventory” of the areas close to home. He was actually getting an idea of the birds in the region and where they nested and he was sure to bargain with them. They were more likely to give up their “weaker” eggs to him for a good deal of food, he had learned that from Marahute, but he didn’t want the eggs just yet... and he had not even opened his mouth to bargain with them. Many were just coming back and starting to lay their eggs and the males tended to attack Marahute when she came to close, even if she tried to talk to them. He figured he would give them more time. He figured they would be more receptive soon enough, or even wait for next year. If he talked with them during the year, bargaining with them he was sure some of them would be interested in a proposition, though he knew birds of prey were very protective of their young, but let them fight with each other even to the death so the stronger one could survive. Life was a tangled web and his mind was swimming with the thoughts, possibilities that could probably never even happen in the true world. He saw movement ahead and stopped. There was a figure, wait no, two figures and they were rolling around in the tall grasses. This brought on the attention of the eagle, who flew overhead. When he was able to get a little closer he saw that is was a luperci man and a cat. Niro couldn’t help but give a hearty chuckle at this, and was sure the man heard him. So he figured he would butt in slightly.
“A good day for some play is it not?”
He couldn’t help another chuckle as it escaped his throat. He had met a cat before, a black one, and he was more recluse than anything else, but Niro had no problems with them, and it seemed neither did this man. Marahute dove down and landed on Niro’s shoulder, the large bird was nearly as big as Niro’s own head. She eyed the pair, and Niro knew she would likely have the cat if she really tried, and he spoke softly to her in low speech. “not food” She ruffled her feathers in answer to him, a big “Well duh” in his face.
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