She followed him at a trot then slowed to a walk. She was not in need of another drink so she went and laid down close by to West. She watched as a few of the birds flew above them and a few of the braver ones landed nearby to investigate them. Wither smiled as a small, fluffy bird hopped over to her and tweeted at her, as if it was expecting a response.

West watched the birds, chuckling at the ones that landed on his back and started to try to find very small bugs. The birds were obviously extremely... amazingly brave. Another one landed in front of his face and twittered. West sighed And put down his head, resting. A second later he felt a bird hop on top of his head. He snorted

She watched as the birds landed and hopped around on West. She let out a small giggle until she felt one after another land on her. She laid her head down and watched as a younger bird landed beside her head and chirped at her. -So cute- she thinks -and this whole experience is cool.-

West sighed and closed his eyes. As he fell asleep, more and more birds landed on him till he was just an array of bright colored birds.

Her eyes shifted back towards West and saw that he now had a blanket of birds on him. She quietly laughed at this seeing that he was asleep and didn't want to disturb him. Wither then looked at her own back and saw that she was attracting some birds as well, but not as many as West had. After a while the sweet chirps and whistles of the birds caused Wither to peacefully drift off to sleep.

West awoke with a groan. He felt very... heavy. He raised his head and at least a hundred birds lifted off. West glanced at his back and yelped, jumping up. The rest of the birds took flight, tweeting and tittering at their rude awakening. West stared at them. "Really?" He muttered

Wither lifted her head some and opened her eyes to see what the commotion was about. A few birds flew off as she moved her head and neck. "Everything ok," she asked West seeing that he was awake and standing. A few of the birds on her back left, since they had slept enough, while a few of the ones that had came from West landed onto Wither's back instead.

West shook his pelt, snorting. "All good." He muttered, walking over to the lake. He wished he wasn't so jumpy... but ever since the attack and the fall he had just been on edge. West took a deep drink, relishing the cool feeling of the water sliding down his throat

"Alright," she says and looks back at the array of birds on her back. She didn't bother them though since they didn't bother her that much. Instead she looked at their different colors, sizes, and shapes. In the back of her head she quizzed herself on trying to remember what each of their species were.

West finished ranking, going back to eat a little. He then went to the front of the cave and glanced outside. "It looks a lot cooler, if you want to go back out there." He murmured, sticking his head out into the breezy sky.