Fuccckkkk…his head…did the humans here really have to knock him out to get him in the enclosure?

Till rubs his head, before even opening his eyes he can feel the stickyness of the humid air on his skin, the fake buzzing of insects. It was all fake, all so he could knock up some girl and save his species.

He scoffs as his eyes flutter open to be surprisingly covered by shade-

No not shade, another avian, an avian with blue wings, his future ‘mate’.

His eyes going wide and staring up at her, not knowing what to say.