It was the strangest feeling waking to the presence of a silver plumage, initially Harrier thought himself to be dreaming but instinct presented a different story entirely. Within moments he was tending to the quilt like plumage that covered much of his body, spreading his wings and stretching the fan of his tail he felt a momentary pulse of lust encroach upon his mind. It was overcome however by a feeling of claustrophobia, the in doors were too restrictive and hastily he abandoned the spartan dressed bed chamber for the urban wilds outside.
Here he felt comfortable, freedom to do as he pleased and quickly he fled in search of a suitable site upon which to roost. It didn't take long to scout several possibilities...
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