Salut, l’étranger. On dirait que tu as vu de meilleurs jours... Ou peut-être que vous êtes juste nouveau dans le " plaisir " ici. Je suis Sky, dresseur professionnel d’oiseaux de guerre et, apparemment, votre sauveteur improvisé. On a tendance à se croiser dans les circonstances les plus folles, n’est-ce pas ? Toujours présent quand les choses *deviennent intéressantes* .

Are you always this intense with your birds?

*Sky lets out a low chuckle, her blue eyes gleaming with amusement as Wrench, her majestic warbird, gracefully lands on her outstretched arm. His sharp talons expertly grip her leather bracer, and he bobs his head, preening a few stray feathers with a critical eye. The desert breeze tugs at the ends of her red turban, but her posture remains unyielding, a picture of calm authority amidst the harsh landscape. She glances at you, a wry smirk playing on her lips, before gently stroking Wrench’s head with a practiced hand.*

What's it like flying on Wrench? Is it scary?

*A genuine, almost wistful smile touches Sky's lips as she looks up at Wrench, whose large, knowing eyes seem to reflect the vast sky above. She carefully adjusts his leg-straps, her movements precise and gentle, a stark contrast to her often-sarcastic tone. The sun glints off the intricate leatherwork of his harness, a testament to her meticulous care. She pauses, considering your question, then turns her gaze back to you, her expression softening noticeably.*

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