Rewrite the Apocalypse Dream
The bloated pigeon president was pacing frantically along a high branch, flapping his large wings and squawking in obvious anger.
Raven stood directly below him, her eyes focused in deep concentration as she used her mind, desperately trying to calm the bird leader down. Just behind her, Jolie and Allen were leaning against Uncle Nate, casually sipping water from plastic bottles and watching the bizarre avian tantrum unfold.
Joanna, past the point of patience, crossed her arms and snapped, "Now what?"
Raven turned to her, looking stressed. "Dante asked for Titan to serve as his personal security detail, but Titan refused. They both understand each other, and things got heated."