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« on: October 19, 2016, 07:21:00 pm »
Reserti pokes his head in the door, "Uh, boss? I'm going to be going to the stables for a leisure flight with my bird. I may not be back until morning. Just letting you know."
Unless any objections are raised, Reserti heads to the stables and takes his bird out, and straps his bedding to the saddle. With a few flaps of the wings, the bird takes flight.
They do a couple of huge, lazy circles in the afternoon air and Reserti nearly dozes off. They land of some soft dirt and Reserti dismounts. He croons some words to the bird while stroking it's neck, and the bird settles down. Reserti takes the saddle off and rests it in a nearby log before taking his bedding and settling down under the bird's wing.