by onion » Wed Nov 16, 2016 5:16 am
da003
Username: blakebelladonna
Who's birdhouse is this?: surprisingly, this birdhouse does not belong to a bird, not anymore... in fact, nobody knows exactly who it belongs to now. however, its been said that, late at night, a sleek, feline looking silhouette can be seen trotting towards the birdhouse, bundles of leafy looking things safely held in its mouth. legend has it the house did once belong to a bird, a magnificent black crow... it had protected the house for months, keeping it tidy with bright red flowers and soft moss inside, though there was nothing to protect it from, as the surroundings were serene as could be, every tiny creature living in harmony between blades of grass and flower petals.
but as the air grew cold and life began to wilt, the crow took off in a glorious flight away from the little house. it knew, just as it dreaded, that the frost would soon attack its beloved home and all that had life around it. a sad but inescapable fate... so it left- nothing but a tiny, wilted black rose in its beak to remind it of its old home...
the crow never met its admirer, the gentle cat which scared away any bird that dared to threaten the house, and pounced at every hiker even peeking at the lovely structure. those that watched from afar saw the bird take off into the gray sky, knowing just as well that it would soon be too cold for the earth to provide enough for the wildlife.
still, they watch silently every night as the same cat makes its way to the house, hopping from branch to branch and craning its next to place each beautiful, live flower onto the house. after all, who else could make sure the nook stayed tidy and beautiful, now...?
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da004
Username: blakebelladonna
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da005
Username: blakebelladonna
Who left their playing card?: three jay birds cackled at one another in the forest clearing. every day they came to the little spot in the forest to feed on mushrooms and play their little card games, enjoying the space like it was their own secret hideout. but they couldnt be trusted- birds were notorious for spreading rumors, and when one jay became sick of the second jay always winning, the third jay was informed of a cheater. the three argued, cawing at each other until the three flew off in different directions, all in a mess of angry feathers. the first bird took a few mushrooms with it, and the third made sure to grab some wildflowers for its family back at home. but the poor second bird, who never actually cheated, took nothing but its deck of cards... well, its deck of 51 cards...