by inactive565467 » Sat Feb 15, 2014 5:27 am
Birchsong lay on her branch. Suddenly she took off, flying straight up. When she reached the clouds, she stopped flapping her wings. She was doing in a steep nosedive, eyes narrowed. She opened her wings at the last second, a white blur among the trees. She barrelrolled out of the trees, and skimmed her paws along the lake. When she landed, she had adrenaline pumping through her veins.