Ferrod did not like this, the presence of many creatures pulling on him had easily pulled him out of his long slumber. He had felt the pain of the mouse who pulled his precious feathers out of his body. It would take weeks for his body to regrow them... But he barely cared about this. He was now happy to have actual creatures finally approach him for once... These two were rather small, by the time the mouse got off his ship to hoist up the next feather, he would notice the possition of the eagle had changed, it was looking down at him with its solid red eyes. Dust from the eagle fell off of it and sunk to the ground slowly along with leaves and other peices of plant matter.