07-15-2018, 02:43 PM
Cry clicked her beak. She folded her wings, landed on the ground. Her face was flushed red with rage, her crest raised high, fluffing her up. I'm sorry, She hissed out, Last time one of your kind showed up, an innocent child was attacked! She could remember the kid's neck soaked red with the copper taste of blood in the air. She remembered London's wide eyes and sorrowful expression. The poor kid only wanted to make a friend, and she was punished for it. Crystal ruffled her feathers, her eyes dark under her black bangs. And now with someone trying to mind control me, you can see why I'm on edge.
"SPEECH"