Above's fingers were just too big to touch the crystal through the wires around it. She stared at it in frustration for a time, knowing she should give it to someone who could make use of it. Sell it, maybe.
It wasn't like she wanted to know, anyway. It wouldn't do her any good.
She picked the thing up with the tip of her beak, and paused. ...Why not. She tipped her long head back and opened her beak a fraction at a time, so the crystal in its cage slipped down gradually. Her tongue was stiffer, less flexible and sensitive than a humans', but it was pointed, and eventually she felt that tip go through the gaps in the wires and -
Above couldn't see. Somehow, this didn't provoke the lethargy that usually came over her whenever it was dark.( But that doesn't mean things can't change. )
She was splashed in glittery pink paint, and there were glittery beads around her neck.
< Damn it, > Above muttered at no one, and for a brief, terrifying moment she wished she could wrap her arms around herself. Then she shook her head viciously, and threw herself into flight.