Rukia wasn't too concerned with the parent of the chick. Whether it dug or run well, she intended to love the little ball of feathers, and train it to be a fine bird no matter what its talents might be.

"Perhaps," she inclined her head. "How long do you think it will take before the egg hatches? I would like to be present when it happens, if possible." Because she couldn't imagine anything more cute in all the world, unless rabbits were somehow involved.