Zootopia Birds Novels & Stories

"Don't go past the fountain." Zara looked back at her over her shoulder. Grey eyes. The same grey eyes that Liora had been looking at for four years without being able to look away from them and would probably be looking at for the rest of her life with the same complicated warmth. "Mama the birds," Zara said. Like this explained everything. "I see the birds," Liora said. "Don't go past the fountain." Zara considered this seriously. Then she turned back to the pigeons.

A beaming smile grew on my lips as I saw three eggs and two little cute birds. The birds have gray in color with the spot of white. Their peaks opened as if they were asking for the mother to give them food. "Wow! I have never seen one as beautiful as these." Hali touched the head of the adorable little bird using his index finger and caressed it. "You're so cute, Honey. I will always go here to look after you." "You mean you're gonna disturb me while sitting here?" "Now, I understand why you love to climb in this tree."

I squeezed the talkie and with an impulse of adrenaline, I spun toward Eliza. "Stay here with Brett," She scowled and shook her head defiantly. "No way. I'm going with you." She retorted. "No. You stay here. I refuse to let you get harmed. These wolves are my responsibility and you are in my zoo. You stay here." I seethed. I wondered what my face looked like because she didn't argue further. When I was sure she was going to stay put, I took off. I sprinted around the zoo, staying light on my feet and overstepping things people dropped in their sudden haste. I took a back route to the Africa enclosure, but when I came upon it I slowed down. I crouched as I walked closer. I could hear the wolv

“Easy. Red-Footed Booby.” Water sprayed from Colton’s mouth, a laugh petering to a cough in the back of his throat at Billy’s deadpan stare. “Or the Tufted Titmouse.” “Stop.” Colton held his stomach, shaking his head fiercely as he sniggered. “That’s a mouse.” “No, it ain’t. It’s a bird.” Billy’s serious face faltered, amusement tingeing hard features as he continued. “Fluffy-Backed Tit-Babbler.”

he placed his tip at her entrance, intensifying everything she was already feeling, "I want you, please, Zaddy." Shola woke up to the chirping of birds in the trees and the sun's rays blessing her beautiful bronze skin. She felt sore all over but great inside. She smiled to herself, coinciding her lower lip between her teeth and she remembered the previous night. That was when she realized she was no longer inside the red room. And also, that Solano was nowhere to found inside the room.

} {They will be excellent meals to increase our stamina. Their statement was vicious and dangerous. The excited tiny birds froze when they heard it right in front of their faces. {Lord…} {I am scared.} The small birds whined at Shadow. “Hahahahaha.” Shadow barked a laugh. These animals were so amusing. “You can’t eat them and no. They have not abandoned me. In fact, they are in front of me. Only I can see them.” Miley and Juviana, who watched how the birds slowly disappeared in a matter of seconds and escaped her physical eyes, were impressed.

Oisin said with crossed arms. The whistling sounded nice, but I was a little lost on what was exactly was going on in front of me. “What bird was that?” Phoenix asked. “I saw a pretty little red bird during our nightly trips. I liked it’s sound but I don’t know it’s name. It lives around here with it’s friends and family.” Rowena said. “That’s good.” Phoenix said. “That is exactly what we need as a signal.” Phoenix said. I was a little dazed with how Rowena described the bird. She seemed very loving to animals. Or was it just birds? I could vaguely remember when we talked about being a vegetarian, but they weren’t vegetarians.

Violet’s breath caught in her chest, the weight of his question pressing down on her harder than any touch. The scenary felt unbearably still, every sound, the faint hum of the wind and the cricket , the distant honks of the cars passing by, dissolving into silence. His gaze pinned her in place, steady and unyielding, as though he could see through every wall she had carefully built. She wanted to speak, to offer him the truth he deserved, yet the words tangled at the edge of her tongue like thorns. Violet realized that silence could be louder, more dangerous, than any lie.

My saviour. My lifeline. “It’s okay, Little Bird…” His voice finds me through the chaos I find myself lost in. “He won’t hurt you.” But he is… By taking you away from me and putting his hands on me… “Nathanial….” Andrea says his name in a clipped manner. “What is the meaning of this? Take your hands off Birdene this instant.” Spinning us around to face Andrea, a look of helplessness, for me, gleams in her hazel eyes that almost look identical to mine.

Damian tries to stand, his body trembling from exhaustion. There’s no way we can make it to the forest. We’re too tired! BOOM! A giant fireball shoots through the air and slams into the two nearest prehistoric birds. Their screeches pierce the air as they beat their wings frantically and pull away. The smell of burning flesh fills the air, but the attack only injures them. It doesn’t kill them. BOOM! BOOM! The birds scatter from the fire attacks and retreat farther back. “Who’s there?” Ash turns cautiously.