Post by Admin Celestia on May 7, 2012 16:07:43 GMT -5
Odile wasn't cute. In either form.
But she could be sweet, after a fashion.
Like she was right now.
Basil was wearing the thick pad on his shoulder which allowed her to perch there, and the matching falconer's glove.
His shoulder was only just wide enough for her to rest comfortably, and she was very carefully preening his hair, occasionally brushing her beak gentle across his cheek.
Anyone else would likely have panicked, to have a giant bird of prey with it's wicked beak so near your eye.
But Basil knew Odile. His shield sister would never have willingly hurt him, and she was no danger to him. Other people... not so much.
He felt her claws flex as she prepared herself to launch at someone.
"Oh no you don't. I won't have your great wings mucking up my shop Hel."
And while she pulled other people's strings, he knew how to pull hers.
She settled, with a slightly petulant hiss.
"Shhh."
He rested his hand on her claws for a moment, and she went back to her preening, a touch sulkily.
He had to say, having her about had made shoplifting drop off like a cliff.
No one wanted to steal from a store with an attack eagle.
But she could be sweet, after a fashion.
Like she was right now.
Basil was wearing the thick pad on his shoulder which allowed her to perch there, and the matching falconer's glove.
His shoulder was only just wide enough for her to rest comfortably, and she was very carefully preening his hair, occasionally brushing her beak gentle across his cheek.
Anyone else would likely have panicked, to have a giant bird of prey with it's wicked beak so near your eye.
But Basil knew Odile. His shield sister would never have willingly hurt him, and she was no danger to him. Other people... not so much.
He felt her claws flex as she prepared herself to launch at someone.
"Oh no you don't. I won't have your great wings mucking up my shop Hel."
And while she pulled other people's strings, he knew how to pull hers.
She settled, with a slightly petulant hiss.
"Shhh."
He rested his hand on her claws for a moment, and she went back to her preening, a touch sulkily.
He had to say, having her about had made shoplifting drop off like a cliff.
No one wanted to steal from a store with an attack eagle.