:: draws the monkey closer to her face, smiling encouragingly. She wonders if he grew up in captivity and that's why he is afraid of the wild expanse, or is simply not used to this biome, or is just cold. Kuari mimics his beeping sound, but he does not respond. Taking pity on him, she sits and gently opens her pouch, lowering the monkey near it invitingly. He doesn't move other than quivering, so Kuari gently pulls him off her wing and gently folds him into it. Standing back up, she looks around briefly, picks a direction towards mountains, and takes flight ::