He wondered if the little bird was awake by now and whether it felt scared in the unfamiliar environment.
The bird hadn't eaten anything yet.
Did it need to be fed?
If so, what should he feed it?
He figured birds ate insects, but could it eat rice instead?
He wasn't sure.
Back in the city, people who kept pets had specialized food for them.
Without those artificial pet foods, what exactly should animals eat?
What was truly suitable for them?
Bok Taejin told Seo Sowoo that he was heading home, but Seo Sowoo stood up. "Wait a sec, I've got something for you."
As he spoke, Seo Sowoo walked toward the village's main kitchen.
He quickly returned, carrying something in his hands.
In the dim light, Bok Taejin saw that it was a woven grass nest.
Seo Sowoo handed it to him with one hand while scratching his head sheepishly with the other.
