[Hyenadog]

The feathers falling from his wings was the first step of replacing them. His body knew they were damaged, so got rid of them. The long flight feathers would be more difficult to regrow, and were the most important for flying. He hadn't been showing off, simply settling his feathers comfortably. His feathers weren't true black, but actually an iridescent blue, shimmering with other colors under the right light. Though, the fluffy ones on his head were more black...

"Its very big." He said, tilting his head slightly. "Oh...I have a few cuts, and some of the blood came from the feathers they pulled out." He said, shrugging. He lifted his wings, checking the missing feathers and wincing, but paused when Lucien told him to stay there. "Huh? Oh....ah." He gasped, lifting one foot to see the dirt on it. "I'm sorry."