07-07-2022, 07:59 PM
HATE YOUR GUTS, YOU MAKE ME SICK
wings moving so fast they did not even seem to be there. the tiny bird flew over the earth with ease. staying low enough to be seen or hide depending. she knew the risks she was taking as the boarder scent came up. she stopped. hovering there until she landed on a low branch.
pulling her wings in and tilting her tiny horned head. eyes scanning the world around her with impatients. she was on a time frame. she hated being out at dark. owls were a serious issue for her. so, she hoped they would be there before then.
"speech" - word count;; 090
pulling her wings in and tilting her tiny horned head. eyes scanning the world around her with impatients. she was on a time frame. she hated being out at dark. owls were a serious issue for her. so, she hoped they would be there before then.
"speech" - word count;; 090
teef