Novel & Cerita Bird Oc

“I have something that will keep you safe.“, he said with a grin. “What is it?“, She asked as he lifted a ball and held it out to her. Her tiny hands held it like it was a sacred item. He smiled. “It is a Horshi-no-tama, my dear.“, he stated. “What’s that?“, She asked as she looked up into his eyes. She was taken back for a moment as she realized they were yellow like a golden coin. “It is a ball that belongs to a kitsune. They guard them and when a human finds it the kitsune has to help that human.“, he said.

I squinted, trying to see at least something in the gloomy sky. -What else is that? - dumbfounded asked in the crowd. A dark silhouette, which had just separated from the forest, was rapidly approaching us. - Some kind of bird... I don't understand. -Owl! It's an owl! someone yelled. “Wow, owl,” I was taken aback when the bird flew very close. - She's the size of a mare! -Professor Borch! - came from above happy. I recognized the ringing voice of the Larni woman right away.

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.

Looking at the animals, Zephyra knew there at least were some deer, possum, coyote, and even skunks. Some even looked young, born a month or two ago at most. Bile rose in her throat, and her stomach flipped, landing with a sickening flop. Zephyra covered her nose and mouth again, wondering what could have done this. She took a few steps back from the pile of carcasses when she heard a sound coming from her right. Acting on pure instinct, Zephyra grabbed an arrow from her quiver, notched it, and drew it, ready to fire.

The blue petals rustled again before a fluffy head popped up. Veronica leaned in closer eyeing the creature curiously before it squawked and bit her nose. She flinched back holding her as the creature skipped out of the bluebells. Veronica rubbed her nose glaring at the bird as he hopped excitedly as if it were mocking her. She got a good look at him. The cere was royal blue, so it was obviously a male bird, and given its size it couldn't be a parrot so it must be a parakeet. The only thing she couldn't figure out is why he was playing around the bushes. Furthermore, she was surprised the fauna in the area hadn't attacked him since birds with vibrant plumage tended to be attacked by other wi

I see Ocean's eyes turn black when I say that Desert is a bit bruised so I quickly hurry on, "She said all she can see from the room she is locked in is an apple tree" Ocean and Acre look at each other and smile "Uncle Antony's house," they both say together. Oceans p.o.v. Me and Acre get into the water first, we quickly and quietly swim to the other side watching in case we are spotted but everything goes smoothly, as Acre waits behind a tree I silently creep up behind the rogue that's supposed to be on watch and without making a sound I snap his neck,

she said with a chuckle. I fetch some bird's food from the basket that the old woman was holding and feed the bird. I don't know the name of the bird but it has a mix of colors of black, pink, and white that form the shape of a moon on its back. It was the most beautiful color combination I have ever seen. I have never seen a bird with such color before. "What type of bird is this?" I asked, trailing my finger on the moon shape on its back. "Her name is Tricia, she's one of the oldest birds in the world. Her type is rare, she's one thousand years old." I was shocked when I heard her.

Darrion led the both of them to a small stream where a bird monster was currently drinking from. The bird looked like an ostrich, but it was brown, bigger and seemed more powerful than an ostrich. Unlike ostrich that usually tuck their wings, this monster’s wings were opened to the side and it could be seen how long the pair of it was. But due to its long legs and big claws, none of the boys think this bird monster would use those wings to fly.

Looking up, she spotted a black bird flying in the direction of her home. The cawing echoed through the woods, piercing through the silence like a knife. Its sound was both eerie and comforting, as if the bird was guiding Miranda on her journey home. The cawing was not continuous, but intermittent, almost as if the bird was speaking in a language Miranda couldn't understand. Its voice was rough and hoarse, yet had a strange melody to it.

Its golden feathers were shining in a vibrant shade of gold, but talons seemed to be made of scales of ashes. ‘Carol?’ I thought, but my voice echoed in the empty space. I reached out my hand towards it. It’s Carol. I can recognize my baby birdy in a blink. Carol softly flapped its majestic wings and snuggled its head against my palm. ‘Oh Carol, you look so godly… my baby birdy…’ Carol bore its sharp red eyes into me and bit my finger. ‘Ah!’ Confirmed. It is my baby birdy. But when did it grow so much?