Fruity
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Post by Fruity on Nov 8, 2010 12:00:06 GMT -5
She had found a little friend along her way home from work and this little guy happened to be in a lot of pain. She shifted the box slightly in her arms as she entered the apartment complex and moved down the hallway of the first floor. She again shifted the box some as she pulled out her keys and opened the door. As the door opened a chorus of animal noises came from inside. The scurrying of paws in a large cage where a rabbit was nestled. An oink and a bark from two cages that sat side-by-side housing a small black piglet, and a large fuzzy dog. Purring sounded gently from a calico cat laying on the sofa.
She closed the door behind her and set the box on a table. Then grabbed two leashes and opened the two cages. Her hands instantly grabbing the piglet up into her arms and then leashing the dog as she moved to the small patio door opening it and setting both animals out there on a small chain, so they could take care of business and enjoy some fresh air.
For a place that housed so many animals in such a small area it didn't smell all that bad. She moved over to the rabbit and changed his water and then gave him more food before grabbing the first aid kit setting it on the table and pulling off the jacket on top of the box so the owl could look up and see her again. "Hey there," she said softly to him as she slowly moved her hand into the box, grabbed him and then pulled him out. "Lets assess your injuries real fast and then I'll get to fixing them, okay?" she said to the owl, unaware that this owl could understand her pretty well.
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Post by Rena DeVito on Nov 9, 2010 15:01:08 GMT -5
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Brian rested anxiously, curled up in the corner of the box. He winced as the box was shifted - his benefactor's arms must be getting tired. He tipped his head quizzically to the side, however, as he heard a door open and close. Were they there? Was this her house? Brian shifted in the box, attempting to peak over the edge. Unfortunately, he still couldn't see anything - all he could feel was the rough fabric of the jacket Ava had placed over the box. He crouched back down, still huddled in a corner. He was trying not to be too worried. Afterall, it was quite normal for an animal caretaker to cover a cage or container to help keep the animals contained within calm. He had to keep reminding himself that the girl only knew he was an animal; that she wasn't kidnapping him. Ava continued to walk, but after a moment, stopped, shifted the box, and pulled out a set of keys. After a brief moment, Brian heard another door swing open. He jumped as he heard several rather excited animals greet the woman. "I can theorize that she is truly an animal lover and is unlikely to harm me." Brian cooed softly to himself, attempting to calm his racing heart.
Brian heard the door swing shut, and could feel the box being set down on a table. Standing up again, he attempted to knock the jacket off of the box so he could see again. He heard the clash of cages being opened, and the excited whine of a dog and oinking of a pig gave away what animals they were. The jacket slipped enough for him to poke his head over the side. The room was a classic joined kitchen and living room, with Brian on the dining room table. The girl was no where in sight. He curiously peered around, noting the different furniture and decorations. On the other side of the living room, there was a small patio door, and through it the barn owl could see his rescuer placing a dog and a pig on leashes. After a moment, the girl came back in, and Brian ducked his head back down. He felt uneasy again. What if the girl wasn't as nice as she seemed to be? He stretched out his good wing and shook it, trying to get the adrenaline that pumped anxiously through his veins to calm. He was vaguely aware of the sound of running water and some rustling before the jacket on top completely came off.
Blinking at the sudden attack of light, he looked up at Ava, feathers puffed up. "Hey there." The girl said, slowly reaching to lift him out of the box. 'Working with a wild animal without gloves?' Brian's head tipped to one side as he studied her. Didn't she know that an owl's talons and beak were very dangerous? Brian was still young, so he was only about eleven inches tall, with a wingspan of just over three feet. Not only that, but he also only weighed about twelve or thirteen pounds. Regardless, with one well placed slash, he could ruin her ability to ever use that hand again. Heedless of the danger, Ava lifted the barn owl, causing him to winced as a sharp pain sliced through his injured wing. "Lets assess your injuries real fast and then I'll get to fixing them, okay?" The girl said, nimble fingers quickly inspecting the large owl. Brian flinched as she touched his wing, and snapped his beak on empty air. Of course, he didn't want to hurt her, but he did want her to know that she was hurting him. He attempted to distract himself from the pain the only way he knew how - thinking. 'Okay. So she has me right now and she's going to patch me up. What then? She'll probably try to keep me here until my wing heals - that's no good. Mom and Dad will wonder where I am, along with the rest of my family. Plus, there's the shifting thing.' Brian stopped, brain shifting to the thought of being shifted for long periods of time. As far as he knew, the longest he had ever stayed shifted was about ten hours. He had been trying out his new form, trying to learn how to fly. However, the longer he stayed shifted, the more and more uneasy he felt. He'd lost his nerve and shifted back to human form. So as far as he knew, he could stay as an owl indefinitely. 'However, there's still the problem with my parents. They'll want to know where I am..." Brian sighed and shook his feathered head. This was too complicated.
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Fruity
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** First Shelpey Human **
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Post by Fruity on Jan 1, 2011 2:06:13 GMT -5
Perhaps it wasn't the best idea to put her bare hand into the box. But without really thinking she placed her hand into the cage and slowly moved it towards the animal. She figured that the animal would be more comfortable with a hand rather than a rag attacking it.. even though using a rag would have been much more safer. But she was able to lift him up with no problem. "You're a pretty young guy. What are you doing in downtown? You know its not safe. There are plenty of things that could happen to you, and such a cute owl like you, doesn't want that right?" she spoke to it as her free hand gently moved over the injured wing to check just where it was broken. She tried not to hurt the bird too much, and in fact slowly took the bird into the kitchen to grab a thick rag so the bird wouldn't hurt her hand. Granted she thought of this a little too late, so the bird could have already scratched her. However, the animal also seemed unusually calm. Which she really found quite odd.
It was obvious the bird was in a lot of pain, but he was being a trooper and that made her smile. "I don't mean to hurt you, I just want you to get better. And then I'll set you free and you can go back to your life and forget all about me. But I do have to set your wing, and I know it'll hurt. It may take a few weeks to heal but afterwards you can greet the sky with open, healthy, and powerful wings." she spoke soothingly to the animal to hopefully calm it some.
She then grabbed a scarf and slowly and securely though gently tied it around the bird's face to cover it's eyes and make it calmer, "I'll take the clothe off as soon as I fix your wing," she told the bird calmly.
Contraty to her original belief that the wing was broken, it had actually just been dislocated. She wasn't sure if that was exactly possible, but she set the wing and then bandaged it up. Then she moved him back into the box briefly and moved to a storage closet and pulled out a large cage. In the past she'd cared for a large macaw, so she still had the cage. She set the large cage up briefly, and then moved back to the owl, which she picked up, removed the blind fold and moved into the cage.
"You are in luck, your wing actually isn't broken. Which is good news, because that means I can set you free in a few days, once I'm sure its not bothering you any more," she admitted to him, as she waited for the bird to move onto a branch in the large bird cage. "I'll be right back to get you some water, and some left over bird food. I hope you don't mind, I don't keep an abundant supply of rodents or shrews on hand," she admitted to the owl.
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Post by Rena DeVito on Feb 2, 2011 17:11:15 GMT -5
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"You're a pretty young guy. What are you doing in downtown?" Brian tipped his head upright before tipping it the other way, carefully watching her face as her hand gently ran over his wing. "You know its not safe. There are plenty of things that could happen to you, and such a cute owl like you, doesn't want that right?" Brian gave a soft, rasping call(x) in response to the vet. Brian gripped Ava's arm tighter and flapped his good wing, keeping his balance as the girl moved into a kitchen. The human wrapped a thick rag around her arm, and then shifted Brian over onto it. Brian carefully stepped onto the rag, wary of the fact that it could very easily slip if both him and Ava weren't careful. "I don't mean to hurt you, I just want you to get better. And then I'll set you free and you can go back to your life and forget all about me. But I do have to set your wing, and I know it'll hurt. It may take a few weeks to heal but afterwards you can greet the sky with open, healthy, and powerful wings." The girl said, in a calming matter as she picked up a scarf. Brian walked up Ava's arm, away from the approaching scarf. He squawked as the vet tied it securely around his eyes.
It was the proper precautionary measure to take. Covering a bird's eyes helps to calm it down and they'll usually hold still because they can't see where they're going. Brian, however, wanted none of it. He bobbed his head up and down, back and forth, attempting to throw the scarf off. "I'll take the clothe off as soon as I fix your wing," the human soothed, as her nimble fingers continued to examine his wing. Irritated, the barn owl shook his good wing before tucking it neatly in and resigning himself to his fate. Brian quizzically cocked his head from side to side as the girl carefully wrapped his wing. How he wished he could see what the girl was doing - no matter, he'd have plenty of time to inspect it later. The human placed Brian back into his cardboard box, and the owl started squawking to himself. "I have to figure out how long I have until my family starts missing me. As nice as this girl is, I gotta get home. First things first, this blindfold needs to come off."
Brian hopped over to the side of the box, shaking his head and trying to remove the headscarf by shaking his head. He bashed into the side of the box and feel over before he realized although he had the body of an animal, he didn't have to think like an animal. "The simplest thing to do at this moment is simply to bend my head over and use my talon to get it off." Brian was just about to do this when he felt himself being lifted up and into a cage of some sort. To Brian's relief, he felt the blind fold loosen and he blinked at the bright light that once again assaulted his eyes. "You are in luck," the girl said, watching Brian with bright eyes. "Your wing actually isn't broken. Which is good news, because that means I can set you free in a few days, once I'm sure its not bothering you any more." Good news indeed! Only a few days? If only he could some how get a hold of his parents, tell them he was going to spend the weekend over at a friend's house...Then they wouldn't expect him until after school on Monday. Brian began squawking excitedly to himself. If only he could reach the phone for ten minutes without the girl seeing him. The owl hopped up onto a large tree branch that stretched across the center of the cage. From there he eagerly peered about the room, trying to spot the phone. Maybe if she would let him roam about in the room unsupervised - he didn't pause to think of the unlikelihood of this - Brian could make that phone call. "I'll be right back to get you some water, and some left over bird food." The shifter jumped. Quite honestly, he'd briefly forgotten that there was anyone else here. "I hope you don't mind, I don't keep an abundant supply of rodents or shrews on hand," 'Ugh. I'm so glad she doesn't have any more rodents. Although nutritionally beneficial for a real owl, I'd much rather have a poor diet then have to eat dead rats.' Brian walked from one end of the branch to the other, carefully surveying the room.
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I'm assuming this is the way Brian's wing was wrapped |D
Okay, so Brian'll need to shift into his human form at twelve hours so he doesn't get trapped in his animal form. Except he doesn't know this. He just gets this impending sense of doom the longer he stays shifted. So maybe we can do a time skip, and it can be at ten-eleven hours or something and Brian can just start flipping out. (I dunno if it's in character for her or not, however) Ava could possibly open up the cage door to try and calm him down, and then he can make a mad hopping/flapping dash towards an open window or patio door, or maybe even into another room, and have time to shift human and back to owl before Ava finds him again?
If we do the time skip, lemme know and I'll edit this post to include it ^_^
Also, how large is the cage exactly? Maybe find a picture of it or something for me so I can visualize it? Is it large enough for a human boy to scrunch up in? |D
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Post by Rena DeVito on Feb 3, 2011 21:21:52 GMT -5
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Posted, will delete this when Fruity posts ^_^
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