"Nice to meet you, Makan." As Elisa watched him walk towards his nest she looked up. She noticed the blood stained around his wing, giving her the impression that he was in pain. "Are you alright? You seem hurt." Instead of staying where she was, she ignored his terriory threat and walked over to his nest. This, ofcourse, with a few cloaks of fur wrapped around her. Without giving a heads up, she sat on the border of his nest and touches his wing slightly. Her fingers were covered with thick, dark and very slimy blood. "You are hurt!"