Looking up at the colossal hen, something catches your attention on.. their ear? They continue moving and you remember the feet. In a panic, you watch the nearest pillar come nearer and try to Flee. Then the ruffle comes down and you Can’t escape. Spending the next few seconds trying to dig your way out through the branches, you feel lift and everything is like a weeping pine tree..
You are shaken a little at the feeling of weightlessness. That sensation ends, replaced by even more downward force and light has returned to your eyes. Ouf. Heaviness resumes as you adjust your eyes quickly. You would see a familiar view, but between claws- then the hand turns you around to see that beak from above.
The Blazekin glared at you with wide eyes. You grip as much of her hand as you can and speak up. “You’re a rare one.” It tells you like a crack of thunder. You’d even forgotten what you said, or did you say? Um, “Hi’m.. I’am small.” She gives you an ear, “Speak up.”
“Thank you, miss Blaziken.. Can you make me bigger?” You bravely query.
“Oh!” she brings you to her front again. “Well, not sure if I know how, but glad to be of service.” The hen glances at the surrounding trees. “I think it’s this way.” She says, dropping you to swing with her arm as a gait begins. Then your makeshift Tilt-a-whirl ends with a muffled thunder.
The next words made out are: “~you ok?” and “I am obviously not” in your own head. You do writhe a little and she knows you’re alive, accidentally sighing on you. Awake enough, you hang on a finger and she asks a series of questions to herself about how she can carry for you. On a shoulder? That’s totally precarious. Head? You do have her stalks, kinda sensitive, but all that hair, too. “Does that sound good? You fine on my head?
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