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Cidolfus—!

[Willow bites him because wow!? Even Bidowlfin joins in on the chorus of scolding tones with a screech of his own. Daaaaad!

Benedikta wraps her arms around the owl and leans closer to the egg.]

He did not mean that. He meant that he will cook you breakfast instead.

[There's another wriggle, this one more obvious, and then—

Chirp chirp from the inside.]

[He just laughs at them (and small wince at the bite).]

What? It worked, didn't it?

[And he'll hold out the egg proudly as it continues to wriggle, small pecking sounds heard from inside as the chick starts to break through the shell.]

The bugger was too comfortable in there. Had to encourage it out a different way.

[Too comfortable indeed, the tiny screeches that come from this egg sound sleepy and lazy, unlike its other two siblings who are still crying out for attention as Benedikta and Willow both scowl at Cid for just a moment longer. The mother hops over, perching beside Cid to get a closer look, and the baby just... stops pecking and nuzzles back inside the egg.]

Ah, ah. You have to get out of there. It is time to wake up, before mother worries.

[She snorts and caresses the egg with a bit of wind, and it cheeps, almost stubbornly.]

Let me just give it another little jolt.

[He looks at them mischievously, as if he might do it.]

Well, now I am beginning to think that this little one might need it.

[Both owls SCREECH, with Biddy flapping his wings in her lap and sending a weak rush of wind and feathers into both of their faces. Benedikta only laughs and frees him from her arms.]

I would say there is nothing to worry about.

[It looks up at Biddy and Willow and starts to close its eyes again..... before Willow picks away at the egg a little more, much to the owlet's chagrin.]

[Cid just chuckles as he sets the egg down into the nest to make it easier for Willow...and Bidowlfin. He's going to eye the young father to help and not just stay snug with his mother. With some hasty hoots and wing flaps, Bidowlfin will move into the nest to help remove the shells, the hatchling protesting with screeching chirps.]

But it looks like you're going to have your wings full with these three little ones. It won't be long until we see their real personalities. Not to mention their names.

[Benedikta watches them all fondly, not aware of how much she's smiling as she watches over them.]

Speaking of, have you chosen any names for them yet?

[Both owls hoot, their "no" audible in them.]

No, I've no suggestions of my own, though I think this is one that we should leave to the parents, yes?

I agree. You don't want us naming your children.

[They finally manage to get the little chick out, but it continues to show its protest on being forced out by trying to bury itself among its siblings.

Who are chirping up a storm.]

Who also sound they are quite hungry.

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I would be too, if I had been stuck inside an egg for as long as they have.

[Benedikta reaches out to nudge Bidowlfin, and he stumbles forward in surprise.]

Has father gone out to hunt?

[When Bidowlfin just kind of...h-hoots and then starts chattering about how he went to find them, Cid doesn't need Benedikta as a translator for that. There's just a click of his tongue before he reaches out to smack him lightly on the back.]

No excuses, you're the man of this nest. Now go on, go and get food for your family. We'll stick around a while yet.

[Have to see how well he does—]

[Bidowlfin looks at Benedikta as if seeking help, and he flaps his wings at her, hooting.]

No, I will not go with you. What have you been doing to keep you and your lady fed all this time?

[More hooting, and Benedikta snorts as she glances at Cid.]

He is nervous that we will be here waiting for him.

What, it's not as if we'll judge him.

[He totally will—]

I think this is a fine opportunity to see how well he performs.

[Bidowlfin gives a nervous hoot, to which Willow moves in to flap a wing against his back in encouragement.]

Not to worry, we will remain here until you return to guard the lady and the babies.

[Willow pecks him, preening his feathers gently around his face, and whatever she hoots to him seems to give him some newfound vigour.

Hoot HOOT hoot HOOOOOT.

And off he goes.]

Well, that was easy.

[He just laughs as he watches Bidowlfin fly off before leaning in closer towards Willow.]

Just needed a little encouraged from the lady, aye?

[Willow puffs her feathers with a knowing look. Hoot hoot.]

But we don't necessarily have to stay idle, either. Is there anything we can help with? Perhaps something that requires a more "human touch" that would be difficult for an owl?

[Following her example, Benedikta leans in to press a light kiss to Cid's cheek. Just so he doesn't feel left out—

But she notes the more sheepish way that Willow answers, and she takes a moment to pay attention to the babies, like she is searching for a way to explain before Benedikta listens to the string of noises.]

... You wish to move the nest?

[Hoot hoooot.]

To be closer to us...

[Yes, he'd also like some encouragement~ Even if he's not doing much of anything.

However, his brows do raise in some surprise.]

Really? I thought you preferred the quiet and space away out here.

[More hooting in response, and Benedikta huffs softly under her breath.]

I suppose it would be nerve-wracking to raise a small family way out here. Do you think it will be safer close to us?

[Hooooot~ in a yes that Benedikta translates with a nod. Fair enough, they are quite high up and oftentimes they can get predators swooping in from above or climbing from below, though the former is more likely around here. Still, she can see the risks.

But she looks at Cid with a grin.]

... I think Bidowlfin also misses us.

[All sound reasons, but he's just going to give a small huff.]

Should have considered all that before deciding to build a nest way out here.

[Granted, it's not a bad space, either. However!! They could have been close to them from the start!!! He's also going to blame Bidowlfin and not Willow—]

But if it's moving a nest you'd like, then that shouldn't be any trouble at all. Would be better if we could prepare a suitable one...unless you'd like to take this whole nest with you?

[He stares at its structure, and while it would certainly be strong enough where it is, carrying it, and likely through flying...is a bit worrisome.]

Would it be safe to move them all right now as well? The owls only just hatched, and perhaps it might be better to wait a couple more just to be sure.

[Not that she boasts to know much about owls in the first place, but having them just freshly hatched and then moving them might be confusing? She doesn't know.

But she looks at Willow with a reassuring smile.]

I am sure that Cidolfus could figure something out to make a safe home for you all... yes? That tree in our yard would be big enough?

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[All good things to consider, and he's musing while watching the little owlets.]

Aye, I remember it has a hollow that would be perfect for them. And I doubt it would be any less confusing no matter the age—their eyes aren't quite open so it might actually be easier to move them while they're still hatchlings.

Still, would likely need to use a bucket of sorts to safely transfer them, and Willow could sit on them the entire time to keep them warm. They would be none the wiser for certain then.

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