"Birds of a feather flock together, right? That's why all us good-looking folks hang out," chuckled Leopold, flashing a grin at Skyler, who nodded enthusiastically.
As they strolled past a small copse of trees, a fledgling tumbled from its perch and landed with a soft thud on the grass below. Its weak chirps filled the air as it flapped helplessly, struggling to rise.
Skyler, who spotted it first, dashed over, his heart pounding. He wanted to lift it, yet feared that the slightest touch might end its fragile life. Frustrated and anxious, he scratched his head.
"Leopold, Angel, there's a little birdie that's fallen from its tree. It can't fly yet. Is it going to die?" he stammered, eyes wide with concern.
Leopold scooped up the bird gently and inspected it for injuries. Luckily, the nest wasn't too high up, and a cushion of thick grass had broken the fall. The bird was growing, a stroke of fortune.
"Don't worry. It seems to be okay," he reassured Skyler, who let out a sigh of relief.
"It must've hurt when it fell. I'll blow on it to make it feel better," Skyler said, puckering his lips and gently blowing on the bird, "Don't be afraid. We'll get you back home."
Aurelia watched Skyler and saw a pure kindness in him. He had a reverence for life that couldn't possibly connect him to the notorious AK Group.
It was a shame that his family, ambitious and ruthless, had entangled him in their web of trouble.
Above them, a larger bird circled, calling out. It was the mother.
Skyler waved at her, saying, "Don't worry, we'll make sure your baby gets home safe."
Yuna approached and took the fledgling from Leopold, tucking it into her jacket pocket. Then, like a squirrel scaling a tree, she climbed swiftly up to the nest.
The mother bird did not attack but watched and called out anxiously as Yuna drew near. The birds in the botanical garden were protected and thus not overly fearful of humans.
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