Nova
when fears are grounded,
Wind ruffled her feathers, lifting her small body on the current of air as she drifting curiously above the enclosure for the smaller barn cats. They watched her with flicking tails, crouching low in their hiding place, ears twitching as she chirped a teasing song. She knew they wouldn't be able to get her from where she flew. They knew that too. But if she got closer, maybe they could make a game out of it...
She dove down with a quiet whistle of playful challenge. Tilting back, she caught the air in her six wings, slowing until her talons reached out to grab the branch where she perched. Nova fluffed out her colorful feathers like a giant ball of fuzziness to entice them forward, giggling to herself as she saw a few scurry to the grass beneath her tree. She didn't notice the one who began to climb the trunk of her tree, too focused on the others who looked ready to leap for her tail feathers.
She dove down with a quiet whistle of playful challenge. Tilting back, she caught the air in her six wings, slowing until her talons reached out to grab the branch where she perched. Nova fluffed out her colorful feathers like a giant ball of fuzziness to entice them forward, giggling to herself as she saw a few scurry to the grass beneath her tree. She didn't notice the one who began to climb the trunk of her tree, too focused on the others who looked ready to leap for her tail feathers.
dreams take flight
