[They are wild ones, so perhaps they don't have such pleasures as tamed chocobos do with their meals. Their next could be their last. He huffs, crossing his arms. If you want to feed them, do it yourself.]
...There are horses, cats and dogs. [These are things he was told by Maria, or saw on the television though.] All humans like you use cars to get around though.
[And right on cue, here comes the herd, warking expectantly for more greens! One of the browns lowers their head to nudge Shadow with it's beak. Ugh. He pushes them away. Stop that. Does he look like he has one? Use your damn eyes, bird.]
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...There are horses, cats and dogs. [These are things he was told by Maria, or saw on the television though.] All humans like you use cars to get around though.
[And right on cue, here comes the herd, warking expectantly for more greens! One of the browns lowers their head to nudge Shadow with it's beak. Ugh. He pushes them away. Stop that. Does he look like he has one? Use your damn eyes, bird.]