Deizano: *occupies himself for the day by running around the area, protecting Shrekreh from harm, including biting at the bees and various insects that buzz into the lab. He escapes partway through the day to warm himself in the sun and pull out more of his baby down, grooming new feathers as they come in. He also spends a few hours harassing the packs of small flitty creatures nearby, gaining great entertainment from rushing them and watching them fly off en-masse*
Rakaerum: *wanders back down into the base some time later, content from her hunt. She watches Raim work, and sits at Shrekreh’s bedside for the remainder of the time. When Raim comes forth with the metal bronze gloves, she backs up out of the way, watching closely* This isn’t going to do harm is it?