Johnny
Veteran
Former Animorph of Arbella
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Post by Johnny on May 13, 2009 14:59:04 GMT -5
Johnny stretched his wings before replying. The strength in them and the warm sun shining down on his 7.5 foot wingspan filled him with a nice serenity. He shook his wings and tossed his head a bit before attempting to talon-walk over to the duck. The trip was pretty long as the eagle's feet were not meant to walk on. The eagle was meant to fly. He heard splashing sounds and honk-like noises and then Leroy told him what was causing them.
<<Seals?>> Johnny asked. Then he felt the eagle's mind perk up. He peered around the corner, standing directly over the smaller bird under him, and he stared at them. The one closest to him was young, only a few feet long. It was covered in a short layer of fur and was a pale off-white. It would be so easy to just leap into the air and then dive down at it. From there he would grab it in his talons and proceed to...
No! I will not eat the seal! Bad Eagle Mind! Bad! I think this means I do need the day off. <<Agreed,>> he said to Leroy. A day off sounded perfect. Not to mention a quick nap. The three morphs and three demorphs, not to mention the energy spent in each, and the weariness caused by blood loss had drained him a bit.
He twisted around and leaped several feet into the air. With his powerful wings, he beat into the air before quickly and gracefully riding a column of warm air up even higher.
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