This doesn't look very porous, and the pores are, are close enough together that it can actually, you know, support the bird's weight while it's flapping.
" I'm pleased you remember me, my lord" . Tyrion released his grip on Pod, leaned his weight on the stick, and waddled closer. Something is wrong, he knew at once.
Gao Qiu scowled and shoved at Lu Junyi with his hand, finally releasing her. She stumbled and almost fell, but caught herself on one knee, head bowed. Her disarrayed hair fell across her face.