(From Detrius's Perspective)
During lunch, my little wife was too impatient. She wanted to see the bird too bad that she could barely eat properly. And she was also the first one to finish. It was the first ti she finished before .
"Where is the bird?" she asked as I was wiping her face with a piece of cloth. "Don't tell it will co only at night."
"It will deliver your letters only at night, but you can et it now," I said.
"Why? Can't it see during dayti?"
"They can," I said. "It's just they don't like sunlight."
"So they don't go out during dayti?"
"No. They are kinda luxury lovers. Most of them even hate raw at. Their at needs to be cooked properly or they don't give a fuck about them and would probably pluck soone's eyes out whoever is close," I said.
"What the... They are scary," she muttered.
"But they are extrely loyal to their owner and to the ones the owner cares about. Since I never had anyone that I care about until recently, my bird is quite reckless. It ate so part of a servant's thigh one day because the at wasn't cooked properly."
"What happened to the servant?"
"He is alive. But who cares? He tried to poison it anyway."
"But why?"
"Because the bird sotis roams around the castle ground and if soone tries to sneak in, it kills it without wasting any ti. You see, he was a traitor. So, he tried to kill the bird first, but got caught in the process."
"Oh... I'm surprised you haven't killed him," she said.
"Well, he is in the dungeon getting his dick pierced with a hot needle a hundred and fifty tis a day," I said. "I wonder if I should increase the tis. And he is getting whipped a hundred and fifty tis as well. Is it enough?"
"... You should just kill him."
"Haha, is that so? Hilarious!" I laughed. "By the way, let's go see the bird. I don't like the look on your face right now. It looks like you're processing sothing in your head."
"I am," she mumbled. "To think you actually are talking about sothing like that nonchalantly, I am really overwheld by a weird feeling."
"Weird, huh?" I muttered. Weird was okay until she was not scared of . But sotis, I actually wanted her to be scared of . "Weird is good."
"Let's go then," she said. "But where is it? Did you keep it in a room or sothing?"
"Yeah, it has a room," I replied.
She looked surprised and her mouth fell open. "I was joking though..."
"Close your mouth, my wife. I might put my finger in..."
She closed her mouth right away and pouted. I led her to a room that was attached to the roof. She road around a castle a lot, but it was too big to finish looking around. There were a lot of places she had never been to.
She was muttering to herself, but I could not hear anything. I was focused on the sound of her voice, not the words. I was absorbed in the sweet and addicting lody. How she smiled, how her eyes shone all the ti no matter what, and how quickly her lips moved- my heart was skipping more than one beat witnessing all those. Satisfaction ford inside . I wished I could always make her feel like this.
I wished she would always smile, smile for .
"Dem!" she grabbed my arm. "You are dazing off."
"Oh... I was just thinking about sothing beautiful," I said. "Were you saying sothing?"
"You never said a bird lived inside the room on the roof. I thought it was just there for no reason. I an, there are too many rooms in a castle needed or not," she said.
"I thought you would get scared. So, I didn't ntion it earlier," I said. "Well, it's an excuse. I actually keep forgetting to ntion things."
"I noticed."
"You're not angry, are you?"
"Huh? Why would I be?"
"You looked like..."
"No, I was just thinking that if that's the case then I have to keep asking you a lot about everything," she said with a serious look. "In that way, you don't have to worry about forgetting anything."
I chuckled. "Seriously?" If only she could see how cute she was, I was sure that she would get the hell of a surprise.
"Now don't go near the bird alone. Just stay behind and don't make a ruckus. It will attack if you do so though I will just kill it before it does," I said as I opened the door.
The room was dark, even the windows were closed. There was no sound inside. It was like nothing was there.
"Are you sure it's here? The room looks vac..."
Her words were cut off as a screeching noise filled the room and sothing flew towards and sat on my shoulder. I looked at the face of my wife. Werewolves could see better than humans in darkness. Because of that, the slightly surprised face of hers was presented before my eyes.
"Is it on your arm?" she asked.
"Yeah. Do you wanna touch it?"
"Hmm," she mumbled. "Can I?"
"Let lead you," I said as I took her hand and touched the bird's feathers with it. The bird did not do anything since I led her. The birds of death were loyal to their owners along with the ones the owners cared about. After seeing that I was with her, the bird slowly let its guard down around her and sat on her shoulder from mine.
"It sat on my shoulder, Dem," she muttered anxiously. "What should I do? Its claws feel weird."
"They are sharp. Is it painful? I'll move it right away."
"No, don't," she said. "They are not dug in the flesh. It just is ticklish."
"That's good then. It slled in you. That's why it let its guard down around you so quickly. Unlike werewolves, birds can sll Alphas and their mates," I said. "But to think it's even rubbing its face against your head... Oh, would you look at that smug face?
It's clearly enjoying itself."
"What are you saying? You have a fixed smug face as well."
"Eee, don't compare to it! This greasy feathery bastard is clearly flirting with my wife," I grumbled. "Should I throw it out?"
"It's just a bird! Don't be an," she muttered.
"Hmph! You're siding with a bird you just t and ignoring your husband."
"Haha, you're so cute," she grinned. "Don't be like that. Anyway, I was thinking about this for a while- when you are in your wolf form, can you eat raw at and live animals? Like wild rabbits, birds, deer, cows...? I an, I read that wolves prey primarily on hoofed animals such as deer, moose, bison, elk, and caribou.
And because wolves typically hunt large animals though they are opportunistic and will eat the smaller prey, they must collaborate to catch their prey. If they can catch it, wolves will eat a healthy, strong animal. I wonder if that's the case with you werewolves as well."
"Nope, absolutely not," I sternly said. "It's possible to raw at on a full moon now that I think about it since I lose my shit completely that ti. No, that's not possible as well. There is no ti to eat when you have to fuck like hell that ti. It's annoying since I don't rember anything. There is no point in doing so.
Anyway, and we don't hunt or do sothing like that. As I said, we're mostly like humans. We only shapeshift if we must or sotis for fun. To be honest, it's annoying to be a wolf."
"You look like you truly hate it," she mumbled.
"I do," I agreed without passing a beat. "And I also hate the way you are stroking its neck."
"What's wrong with it?"
"It's a he," I pointed out. Well, even if it was a she, I would have hated it.
"So?"
Guess I had no choice but to endure it for so ti. I could not just say no to her when she enjoying herself so much. But the shocking this was her reaction. Her reactions were not always normal and I was aware of it. But this ti, it was far from her abnormal reaction. Sothing was wrong.
If I was right, she perhaps had not seen the bird properly in the darkness and she could not even take it out because it hated sunlight. Because of that, she did not react like she was supposed to after seeing it.
She would probably be too shocked when she would be able to see it probably. Now I was sure that the bird would not do anything to her. So, I was trying to imagine how her face would look when she would see it.
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