Ari Bird Novels & Stories

Inside perched a sleek gray bird with a vibrant red tail, watching me with an intelligence that was almost unsettling. "William, what kind of bird is this?" I asked, leaning closer to examine the creature. Its dark eyes followed my movement with eerie focus. "It looks remarkably... aware." William's laughter filled the room, a deep, genuine sound that had always made me feel at home. "This is an African Grey parrot. His name is Einstein, and he's quite the genius." He beamed with the pride of a new parent. "Watch this." Just as I was wondering what was so special about this particular bird, it suddenly opened its beak and spoke in a clear, oddly British accent: "All style, no substance!"

His eyes darted around, watching as the women were herded into one large hut. "You lead them into one hut. That's good. You are nothing without them," Anarungu thought. He felt someone's gaze on him. He froze, instinctively shifting his attention to the source. Perched just a few branches away, a bird sat staring back at him. It was a red bird--the kind his tribe had only ever seen in the sky. But as he looked closer, Anarungu realized the bird wasn't truly red; it was the sun made it appear blood-red and crimson. The bird, with a crest on its head and dark eyes, seemed to be watching Anarungu. First with one side of its head, then the other. "The time of the Blood Bird has passed. The tribe

His hands turn into a fist on his sides. In less than a naked eye could blink thrice, a blue colored magnificent bird with huge slender wings flew its way inside the house and swiftly landed on Brylle's left arm looking so dangerously formidable yet graceful. It is a messenger bird, a very intelligent one too. It was actually been the only one of his kind left and existed in all parts of Lheda Kingdom. Nobody would be able to see any other kinds of it again. It also means that only Brylle have this magnificent specie as a pet.

She stomped her feet in frustration. After running for a bit, Vincent released MAVIS to scout the area. "MAVIS, do you see Birdie?" "No, young master. The coast is clear." Vincent let out a sigh of relief and crawled out of the pet door. How miserable! To hide from Birdie, he even had to crawl through a pet door! MAVIS asked in puzzlement, "Young master, according to my calculations, Birdie has an extremely high IQ and is considered one of the best among humans. She's also got a cute appearance.

I exhaled slowly, keeping my expression neutral as Adrian giggled, his small hands reaching out toward a tiny bluebird perched on a nearby branch. And then, it happened again. The moment Adrian extended his hand, the bird chirped softly and hopped down from the branch, landing gently on his outstretched finger as if it had been waiting for him all along. I felt my chest tighten at the sight. The way the creature trusted him. The way it looked at him, tilting its head as if understanding something none of us could.

But she was thankful for Dominic’s interruption nonetheless and knew that he was just doing his duty of protecting his archon, it was only natural for him to act on instinct. “As if that answers,” she spoke under her breath but loud enough for the mage to hear her. The air bird had been shocked at the sudden turn of its master and had cawed loudly before flapping its wings and perching on a nearby tree. It was made of nothing but white swirls and looked hollow but was intelligent and appeared to be a dutiful pet.

He is fascinated by their playful antics, their swinging tails, and their clever behavior. Often mimicking them and erupting into giggles. It’s contagious, watching his eyes light up as he learns something new about his favorite animals. Abel, on the other hand, has a deep affection for all the birds. He is especially fond of the cockatoos, with their vibrant feathers and lively personalities. Watching them flap their wings and squawk fills him with immense joy. Abel can’t help but be a laughing fool every time I imitate the birds, yapping and laughing alongside them, inventing all sorts of silly sounds and phrases.

It's none of his business. Before I could open my mouth to answer him, a chippy sound coming from neither Blake and I is heard. Turning my head to the left, I see the most exquisite being ever! The different colors of white, pink, yellow, black, orange, dark blue and others which blend in together so perfectly are all on the bird. It has a short multicolored tail and a long orange beak that compliments its black eyes with brown circles on them.

A mighty snow leopard! Suddenly a violent wind swept through the trees in front of them, and the small birds resting quietly on the branches flew away, followed by a terrifying shriek from the bird beast resting in the forest. Caden snuggled closer to his owner's embrace. Scary bird... "That's my Familiar beast, Sora. It came from the family of Seabirds, found in the eastern part of the Floating City of Marchelin. It's called a Great Skua, known for their fierceness and their ability to defend their nest, but are also known for stealing prey from other birds." There was pride in his tone as he spoke, he stood up and walk over next to the fire pit that they dug on the ground, to put more fire

said the pale child. “It’s a kid!” Johan was finally able to say. “Where did the bird go?” “She is the bird,” Dorin tried to explain. “She’s a caladrius – a bird with healing powers,“ he turned back to Azra. “Have you seen Seb’s glasses?” he asked the child.