Jared smiled. "Oh. Ok, then, dad. Just keep relaxing..and leave it to me. I'm gonna do your arms and wings next" he said.
Jared rubbed Rinkus's left shoulder in the same small-circle motion...out to his elbows...then to his wrists..till Jared got to his claws..then he did the same to Rinkus's right arm...
after that...Jared rubbed the much thinner lair of skin that made Rinkus's big pink wings...Jared rubbed his dad's wings very gently...
"Ok, dad. Now your tail. Heh heh...this might tickle a little bit. Hee hee.." said Jared, giggling and grinning.
He then rubbed his dad's tail with just his fingers, very softly and gently....He knew the tail can be pretty sensitive in a long-tail flyer..
"Ok, this might tickle, dad.. your ankles and feet are next." said the tan flyer. As he rubbed some extra pressure on Rinkus's feet.
Jared knew (at least he though personally) that both a flyer's wings and feet are the
most enjoyable and relaxing parts of a massage...it always feels so good getting your sore, tired wings and feet massaged after a big day of flying, and walking around.
Then, Jared went on to Rinkus's ankles and rubbed them really good and firm.
"All right..and finally, your neck, dad!" he told Rinkus.
Jared went back to rubbing with the firmer pressure he used to massage Rinkus's back and arms earlier... he started at Rinkus's soft, fluffy white neck ring (and it felt very soft, too

).and sloooowly and carefully moved his way up his dad's neck.
"All right dad. I think i'm done. Now, wasn't that relaxing? Am I a good massager?" Jared asked to Rinkus. He wanted to make sure his dad was very relaxed and very happy with the way he just massaged him.