[Poggio]

While the man was away, Avery had worn himself out trying to escape. He lay slumbering until he heard the click of the door and the low bass of the mans voice. Something about the man had changed, it made Avery's feathers ruffle. He decided it would be safer for now if he were in his bird guise. He hobbled to the back of the cage until his feathers pressed against the cold metal. That is as far as his safety would go.