UkawadaxDoomwing (the Seven Mill)

the sawmill, often used to the scent of sawdust, is reeking of blood from the floor boards to the doors, and only three birds truly know what caused it to be that way. Ukawada looks over to Doomwing, preening his feathers out of his form's instinct "Hey sissa, dere somthin I wanna ask ya, you no like odda birds, you dink like people, do you miss being jus a sparrow?"

Doomwing puffs up. "THRUSH! You imbecile. I was no tiny sparrow but a THRUSH! A night thrush!" She hops up and down, her tail feathers splayed in a threat. She barely rivaled that size of the raven sized Ukawada but didn't seem to notice. "And, Stickmouth, I'm now superior to all common minded beasts! They should all cower beneath my knowledge and magical might!" He beak gapes in a semblance of a devilish smile.

"I canno see da appeal, bu if i work for you." Ukawada hopped idlily around the beam, speaking more to himself then to Doomwing "You no animal sissa, bu you cleary no human, so wha you call you den?" 

"Doomwing! The Darkstar!" She proclaims triumphantly. "Obviously. Your meaningless quest to categorize my brilliance exceeds your simple mind's capacity, Stickmouth. You should leave higher thought to us wizards." 

"I see why Miro keep you around, you like him more den he ink he is." Ukawada's plumage puffed out in anger, "Couse he no wrong, only people wih magic know wha dey doing, everybody ells jus wrong or supid! Course miro never wrong, never ake his head ou his of ass long enou do see if he is!"

"Do not insult the master, you giant smelly ....smelly...STICKMOUTH!" she shouts with a hop to punctuate her emphasis. "He, for a reason unbeknownst to me, is kind AND powerful! He wants to help people, he wants people to be powerful and to grow. He's OFFERING his power and knowledge to others while you....you...you just....LOAF! Like a stick with a mouth!" Her wings sag a little as she pants from her fury. 

Ukawada let's out a sigh "I sorry sissa, I should no be yelling abou Miro wih you, I should be yelling ah him, bu..." Ukawada looks around, as if the militia men below could understand him, he looks back to Doomwing, his eyes uncertain "Can you keep a secre sissa?"

Doomwing cocked her head. "I'm certain whatever you're about to say wouldn't warrant my master's attention. I find it mildly adorable that you think you have something he doesn't already know. Speak!"

Ukawada takes in a deep breath "Sissa, I know Miro nice and I know when he help his hear in righ plave, bu in all honesy he scare me more den anythin, wha he is and wha he could become."

"You fear is warranted!" Doomwing says proudly. "The Master shall ascend to the highest planes of power and rule the might of a GOD!" She flaps excitedly. "He mentioned turning the desert to glass and I approve completely."

"And do thin he'd do da same do Magnimar, do him is preddy bad here, do you thin he would do ih if he ough is was da righ thin do do?"

"Most definitely..." she says confidently, then pauses. " Well, probably... Well... let's just agree that it's not OUTSIDE the realm of possibility just something that he might consider if, say, Magnimar proved itself unworthy of his benevolence."

"An wha if someone goh in his way, did no agree wih him, do you thin he would kill em for gettin in his way?"

"Oh! Yes. He'd eradicate the obstacle no matter-....Well, he'd give it due process before obliterating it...BUT the important thing is that if someone got in his way, that person would definitely not be in his way for very long..." She nods proudly.

"Yeah...dah wha I afraid of." with that Ukawada returns to watching the Militia men, his mind deep in thought.