A voice in her head caused her to tense up, missing her target. The bluebird flew off, terrified, and Patton, feeling very similarly, awkwardly landed on a branch below. Was she hearing voices now? Or was it a god? Locke had never told her much about gods, only that they were powerful and dangerous. Her head spun around, looking for the source of the voice, but that would have to wait as her dark eyes caught sight of a much more pressing danger.
"Shit!" she exclaimed within what she thought was the confines of her own head. Letting out a frightened screech, Patton opened her wings and dove, flying along the bottom of the forest, just above the undergrowth. A hawk was hunting her. This had happened periodically before. She didn't want to return to her human shape if she didn't have too, so she hoped she could outmaneuver the larger bird of prey. She knew she couldn't get away on speed alone.
As the hawk drew closer, she began to dive and duck around trees, turning to and fro, even going the complete opposite direction if the predator drew too close. Luckily the forest aided in her flight. The dense trees and random nature in which they grew made it easy to create a difficult path to follow. Patton's small body and large wings allowed her great maneuverability in these tight places, but she knew the hawks speed could allow him to keep pace. But if he managed to lose sight of her in all her twisting and turning, she'd vanish into the trees.
"Shit!" she exclaimed within what she thought was the confines of her own head. Letting out a frightened screech, Patton opened her wings and dove, flying along the bottom of the forest, just above the undergrowth. A hawk was hunting her. This had happened periodically before. She didn't want to return to her human shape if she didn't have too, so she hoped she could outmaneuver the larger bird of prey. She knew she couldn't get away on speed alone.
As the hawk drew closer, she began to dive and duck around trees, turning to and fro, even going the complete opposite direction if the predator drew too close. Luckily the forest aided in her flight. The dense trees and random nature in which they grew made it easy to create a difficult path to follow. Patton's small body and large wings allowed her great maneuverability in these tight places, but she knew the hawks speed could allow him to keep pace. But if he managed to lose sight of her in all her twisting and turning, she'd vanish into the trees.
