07-18-2017, 07:39 PM
Caleb sat up when the whelps ran off of the rug and onto the wood floor, their claws pattering on the floor before they were hopping into the basket of sand. Chirping and purring as they all took a dip, their small wings flapping and tossing a bit of sand outside of the basket, the seven of them still managing to fit. The human sat at the abandoned nest and looked up at Acrux as he helped their children clean themselves free from their hatching goop. "They like being cleaned."he smiled and folded his legs.
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