Liana and Gloria's auras flared simultaneously, a soft, dangerous glow radiating from their bodies. Their grips on Buddy's tail feathers tightened. Buddy's eyes narrowed toward them, his body tensing as he prepared to yank himself free. But before he could move, Liana reached down and plucked a single feather from his tail, holding it up between her fingers.
"C... Cuquawked!" (O... Oi! My tail!!!)
Gloria nudged her glasses up, tilting her head with a sweet, terrifying smile.
"Buuudddyyyyy~ We asked about between me and Liana. Not you."
Buddy glanced at Gloria, then at Liana, then back at Gloria. He puffed his chest out, his posture turning proud and defiant as he let out a series of confident squawks.
