are able to. Danny explained himself. Its been keeping me up
at all hours of the night again. At least they arent attacking
anyone else anymore.Danny got some of his usual cereal and sat down with
Jazz. He looked at her and realized that her wings were almost fully
developed as well. I havent seen or
talked to her since yesterday morning.Nice wings Jazz. How do your keep them so shiny?
Danny asked. Mine are always covered in dust or some other grime.Nothing really. Danny, did you remember that you need
to preen your feathers? Jazz said.No? Danny said carefully.Then can I preen them as you eat? Jazz asked. Is
it me, or does she sound too hopeful? Maybe she is up to something.
But what if she isnt? Only one way to find out.Sure? Danny said nervously. Jazz took no notice
and pulled out a comb out of a pocket. Was
she waiting for this? Danny tensed as she
went behind him, but then, as Jazz began to comb, Danny began to feel
himself relax involuntarily. It felt similar to when Danny had first
started to cocoon. The combing was putting him in a conscience, but
relaxed state. So this is why she wanted to
preen my feathers. She must have preened hers enough to know what
will happen to my mental state....