*The young man sat next to Maud and looked into the cage, speaking softly.*
???: Hey there lil’ guy! It’s me!
Arthur didn’t move, too afraid to respond to an unrecognized voice.
*He sighed and looked at Meemya.*
???: Poor little guy…
Meemya looked like he had gone from being unconscious to being asleep. Arthur made a whimpery noise, scared.
*He hugged his knees and rocked back and forth slightly, humming softly.*
Meemya warbled out the word “Mud~”, though the u’s sound was sounded more like /ah/.
Maud: Awww! Oh… snap! Meemya wasn’t awake to hear that…
*She giggles a bit.*
((THAT WAS WICKED CUTE!))
(( Thanks. ^^))
Meemya rolled over, but instead of actually rolling over, he spammed oddly, since the response for rolling over was normally for a pony’s muscles, not a bird’s.
*Maud sighed and turned him back into a pony. The young man smiled at him.*
???: He’s got very pretty colors!
The sudden change made Meemya jump awake, trying to bolt upright, but because he was off balance from being held by Maud, he ended up smacking his elf in the face with his leg before landing on the ground beneath her. “Ow…” Meemya mewed, seeing stars. Arthur peeked out between his coils, hearing Meemya’s voice.
???: Are you okay?
*They both look at him with concern.*
Meemya shook her head to clear it, and sat up. He looked up at Maud, then meeped and quickly looked away, his marks glowing semi-brightly. Arthur saw Meemya from between the bars, and made an excited squeal, smashing open the cage door as he leaped at him.