Julien is horrified, but it is always better to make people laugh than worry. Maybe it's just as well his face is constant. An avian vet might be able to read something into the way the feathers on his neck are raised. Still, the play of which feathers are raised how, the angles of his head and neck, the stance of his tail and what his inner eyelids are doing, are all rather more subtle.
"Right." He manages to get his feet planted, and has to correct for the great weight of his sternum rising. It feels like he's crouching, he can imagine himself doing it, and... his knees are still up against his chest. Calf, tarsi, toes, they all move freely, but his thighs are practically fixed.
"I can't get up," and hearing the alarm, the whine in his voice, he makes it angry. "I can't stand up!"
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Julien is horrified, but it is always better to make people laugh than worry. Maybe it's just as well his face is constant. An avian vet might be able to read something into the way the feathers on his neck are raised. Still, the play of which feathers are raised how, the angles of his head and neck, the stance of his tail and what his inner eyelids are doing, are all rather more subtle.
"Right." He manages to get his feet planted, and has to correct for the great weight of his sternum rising. It feels like he's crouching, he can imagine himself doing it, and... his knees are still up against his chest. Calf, tarsi, toes, they all move freely, but his thighs are practically fixed.
"I can't get up," and hearing the alarm, the whine in his voice, he makes it angry. "I can't stand up!"