There weren't quite so many when I started. Maybe some of them see this as shelter. [ And maybe they'd spread the word once their friends figured out someone was offering free meals. It was also entirely possible that some of these birds had simply been born here, with no memory of their southerly origins. He had no way of knowing, really. ]

[ The Victoria crowned pigeon took the slice in his beak with an almost comical wobble of his lacy crown-feathers. He was indeed surprisingly docile, and seemed to have an eternally puzzled expression. ]

I'm not sure myself. The fruit of my world is quite different. I've seen animals eating them off the tree, though. They're quite sweet.

[ As if in envy of seeing the pigeon receive a treat, the bright yellow parrot using Ironeye for a perch let out a protesting chirrup. It, however, was significantly smaller than the pigeon. ]