The sound of a grasshopper song roused Patton from her sleep. Large dreary eyes blinking to adjust to the light coming into the hollow she had curled up in for the day. It was remarkably loud, but not completely unlike songs she'd heard before. And so, she dozed back to sleep. After all, what sensible owl would go out to hunt a grasshopper in the middle of the day? Only something large like a vole or a squirrel was even worth getting up for.
Fire on the other hand. Fire was a perfectly reasonable excuse to get out of the hollow. The smell of smoke awoke her the second time and heat rising from below pushed her out of the hollow. Her tree was on fire! The trees around her were on fire! What the hell...? Then her eyes landed on something horrifying and otherworldly. A grasshopper, at least it looked kind of like one, but it was massive. As large as a horse at least. Terrified eyes widened, but she wasn't frozen in fear long. She had to get out of here, escape.
Patton leapt of the branch as it caught alight, beating her wings against the hot air to gain speed. The flames licked at her feathers, enticing her, pulling her into their orange glow. She had to escape. She had to flee. She had to survive.
Fire on the other hand. Fire was a perfectly reasonable excuse to get out of the hollow. The smell of smoke awoke her the second time and heat rising from below pushed her out of the hollow. Her tree was on fire! The trees around her were on fire! What the hell...? Then her eyes landed on something horrifying and otherworldly. A grasshopper, at least it looked kind of like one, but it was massive. As large as a horse at least. Terrified eyes widened, but she wasn't frozen in fear long. She had to get out of here, escape.
Patton leapt of the branch as it caught alight, beating her wings against the hot air to gain speed. The flames licked at her feathers, enticing her, pulling her into their orange glow. She had to escape. She had to flee. She had to survive.
