I'll force your wings open and teach you to soar if you are.

_{[ But it won't come to that, of course. Despite barely knowing the man she has no reason to distrust him, a truth made known in the way Jaguar simply touches his feathers. No fear, no hesitation, and Jaeger doesn't screech or spread his wings. That's as good of a sign as any to Morga, and she sighs softly in... definitely not relief or anything like that. ]}

I'll try and send a message when we're finished. Otherwise...

_{[ She brushes her fingers down the length of Jaeger's beak one final time and after a moment (and considerable effort), Morga steps back towards the doorway. As brash and stubborn as she is, she was raised by her village's chief before herself. Most people she wouldn't bother waiting, but Jaguar? There's respect here. ]}

By your leave.