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    His... tail...

    It had to go... up... ?

    There was a moment when he stood there, on his hind legs and grasping at the top bars of the cage. Blinking, he let out a huffed breath before slowly letting himself settle his bulk back downwards. But his tail, still underneath the door, gave a twitch. Shoulders hunching, he put a bit more effort into making the moving picture in his thoughts come true. The day-creature on two legs was doing this, somehow, and she was nice and made the tiniest noises. It was much better than some of the other gruff sounds he'd heard from others. Her eyes were also not mean, and she wasn't afraid of him. Maybe that was why he wanted to do the things that he was sure she was the one showing him.

    The sound was small at first, a small creak, a tinny whine that grew.

    And then the door began to shiver, a loud thing in an otherwise quiet place. Along its tracks the door moved, upwards until another sound... a tinkling of small parts coming out of place.

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    Cleo's eyes went all wide at the sudden loudness and even though she let out a tiny squeak of surprise when the door thunderously came all sidelong and off it's right spot, she still couldn't help but smile a whole lot.

    Okay, so the problem wasn't entirely fixed and they'd probably just made enough of a fuss to actually have someone look in to it and soon they'd be caught and Cleo was no good at explaining things and... and...

    She quickly darted forward and wedged herself under the now lopsided cage door, hanging in place only by the chain that had originally kept it shut. With a slight grunt Cleo pushed against it, making a clear space underneath. It was big enough for a Cleo, for many Cleos! So hopefully, just hopefully the gap would now be big enough for her new friend.

    "Quick!" She whispered, which was sort of a funny thing to do considering all the loud sounds they'd just made but it seemed necessary anyhow. "I dunna think I can go anna hol' it li' this ferra vera long."

    Was true, sad kinda truth, but it was one that Cleo had long comes to terms with. She weren't very strong in the body way, and when it came to lifting and moving stuff about with The Force? Well... she was one of the adepts that weren't so adept, it seemed. But that hardly mattered. Heart and spirit did and Cleo had plenty of that to go around.

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    The opening was there, and quick as lightning he darted through it, scampering and wriggling himself to freedom from the box made of hard bars.

    A few steps past the two-legged thing that made the cutest little noises, he felt himself listing to one side, unable to fully control his balance. The things keeping his wings fixed to his back were making him fall, since without them, he tottered around like he'd just left the safety of the nest-bed. His tail lashed to one side, then the other, and he let out a long grunt as his bulk shifted too far to the right, and the rest of him followed.

    He hit the ground roughly, letting out a frustrated growl before scrabbling forward once more, trying to get to his feet...

    ... only to topple over yet again, legs flailing to gain purchase.

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    She gasped and reached out towards her - well okay, now that he was out of the cage he looked all kinds of big - friendo, but it was no good. Cleo couldn't have stopped the Growley from falling over any more than she could have prevented herself from waking up that morning. Ok, so true, she could have actually done the one but her desire to do that was the exact opposite of her wanting to watch Growley go and fall!

    Cleo scrambled over and quickly got down close to the big guy and tugged at the straps that had his wings all trapped.

    "I dunna have nothin' t' cut 'em off with!" She was hoping he knew she meant the straps - Not his wings!

    For a second she thought of trying to bite them off, but she was just a Cleo, not some toothy thing. She had teeth, of course, just not the right kind.

    Putting a hand against the Growley's side she sighed.

    "'M mighty sorry. 'Parrently not vera good atta this whole rescue thing."

    Seeing no immediate options she crossed her legs and sat down right next to her - well - her charge!

    "Think, think, think." She demanded of herself, tapping her forehead as if to try and prod the squishy goo beyond into seeing what she was missing.

    "Did they use a tool t' get tha' stuff on ya inna firs' place?"

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    He could sense that she was wanting to get the bindings off, but he was as helpless as she was. And in the face of that fact, the drexl curled himself around her as she sat. She was a comforting little thing, and he liked her scent and she felt safe. Like she could protect him and make everything better. Even with his wings bound tight, he made sure to tuck himself in tightly, one forearm going around the body he now encircled, pulling it closer as if in a hug. His tail swooped about to finish the action, locking the both of them together even further into a cuddling ball of scales and soft flesh.

    "Hrrmfafrrrrrfaaafmmmm."

    It was a strange sound that came from his chest, and one that seemed to convey a hope for comfort.

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