"Human-avian hybrid." It wasn't the first time he'd given the explanation, but it was still strange to him to be able to do so without worrying about getting a retrieval team called in to collect him.
He tapped his chest with an open hand, "Lungs." And lower on his side, at the bottom of his ribcage, "Air sacs. Semi-hollow bones, they've got that spongy, honeycomb texture that toucan beaks have inside. The wing struts are more like shark bones, which is really more like dense cartilage, flexible, but still breakable. You'll definitely be able to tell if it's broken at the joint instead of dislocated."
Iggy himself would be able to tell if he could pinpoint any individual pain instead of just a mass of pain from the base of his skull all the way down his spine. Not to mention the other smaller hurts that came from getting in a fight.
[ooc: no worries, and it's definitely hair. Fluffy, but hair.]
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He tapped his chest with an open hand, "Lungs." And lower on his side, at the bottom of his ribcage, "Air sacs. Semi-hollow bones, they've got that spongy, honeycomb texture that toucan beaks have inside. The wing struts are more like shark bones, which is really more like dense cartilage, flexible, but still breakable. You'll definitely be able to tell if it's broken at the joint instead of dislocated."
Iggy himself would be able to tell if he could pinpoint any individual pain instead of just a mass of pain from the base of his skull all the way down his spine. Not to mention the other smaller hurts that came from getting in a fight.
[ooc: no worries, and it's definitely hair. Fluffy, but hair.]