~>Fury of the Wind<~ (A Bird RP)

[Amer]

“And I fell?” Fish Sticks asked. He stretched out his wings to their full length, the ends of his feathers in Ritz’s face. “So that’s,” he winced, “why my wing hurts.”

“Is it broken?” Ritz asked worriedly. He wasn’t able to see anything, Fish Sticks’ wing tips were almost poking out his eyes.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

“Is it broken?” Ritz asked worriedly. He wasn’t able to see anything, Fish Sticks’ wing tips were almost poking out his eyes.

Fish Sticks stared worriedly at his wing, stretching it in different ways and trying to look at it from different angles. “I don’t know.” He squawked. It wasn’t limp, twisted, or pointing the wrong way, which he took as a good sign.

 

[Amer]

Fish Sticks stared worriedly at his wing, stretching it in different ways and trying to look at it from different angles. “I don’t know.” He squawked. It wasn’t limp, twisted, or pointing the wrong way, which he took as a good sign.

“Ow,” Ritz hissed as quietly as possible in order to not draw attention to himself. Fish Sticks had poked him in the eye.
“We should probably get out of here as quickly as possible. Vaatras might find you. That would be bad. Sorry you have to fly away again. Wait, you don’t remember that.”

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

“Ow,” Ritz hissed as quietly as possible in order to not draw attention to himself. Fish Sticks had poked him in the eye.
“We should probably get out of here as quickly as possible. Vaatras might find you. That would be bad. Sorry you have to fly away again. Wait, you don’t remember that.”

Running away sounded good to Fish Sticks.

Yet…

He was oddly a bit disappointed. Fish Sticks had been the gulleader, he had advisors, and apparently adoring fans who listened to him. And now they were just going to fly away from all that.

Ah, but that was surely just his ego talking. The gulls were probably better off without Fish Sticks as their leader.

Fish Sticks nodded to Ritz. “I can fly. I think.”

 

[Amer]

Running away sounded good to Fish Sticks.

Yet…

He was oddly a bit disappointed. Fish Sticks had been the gulleader, he had advisors, and apparently adoring fans who listened to him. And now they were just going to fly away from all that.

Ah, but that was surely just his ego talking. The gulls were probably better off without Fish Sticks as their leader.

Fish Sticks nodded to Ritz. “I can fly. I think.”

“Good,” said Ritz. He took off, soaring upward rapidly.
What am I doing? The pier is my home. My family, my friends, they all live here. Where would I even go? What place is safe? Not among the four territories, probably.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

“Good,” said Ritz. He took off, soaring upward rapidly.
What am I doing? The pier is my home. My family, my friends, they all live here. Where would I even go? What place is safe? Not among the four territories, probably.

Fish Sticks followed after him, each flap making his wing ache worse. He unsteadily tried to catch the rising winds, but they couldn’t go too high, as somegul on the island could see them.

 

[Amer]

Fish Sticks followed after him, each flap making his wing ache worse. He unsteadily tried to catch the rising winds, but they couldn’t go too high, as somegul on the island could see them.

Ritz felt like a criminal, glancing nervously at the island that was becoming slowly obscured by morning fog (idk why but I imagine fog) and the overcast skies. He had to remind himself that to any onlookers, he and Fish Sticks were just an inconsequential couple of gulls departing, not a fleeing former leader and his accomplice.
“Where do we go?” Ritz asked, hoping his great former leader would take the reins at this point. “What is safe?” He wanted to whisper, knowing a whisper would be lost on the wind.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Ritz felt like a criminal, glancing nervously at the island that was becoming slowly obscured by morning fog (idk why but I imagine fog) and the overcast skies. He had to remind himself that to any onlookers, he and Fish Sticks were just an inconsequential couple of gulls departing, not a fleeing former leader and his accomplice.
“Where do we go?” Ritz asked, hoping his great former leader would take the reins at this point. “What is safe?” He wanted to whisper, knowing a whisper would be lost on the wind.

Fish Sticks tilted his head to look up at the darkening sky. “We should probably go to roost.” He supplied helpfully.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

*nanako looked at the new pidgeon curiously.*

Tippy looked up at the two with wide eyes.

He mumbled something.

“What?” Rocket shouted, making Tippy flinch.

“I said..” Tippy cleared his throat nervously. He was shivering as he crouched low to the pavement beneath his feet.

“Are you going to kill me?”

Rocket’s beak opened, then closed. She stared at Tippy in confusion.

“Uh, why would we do that?”

Tippy looked away quickly. They don’t know! His brain yelled at him to fly away before they figured anything out. But he was paralyzed by fear, and wasn’t able to move a muscle.

“I don’t know..” Tippy mumbled. “Suliver’s.. gang has a lot of enemies.”

Rocket stayed still for a second, considering his words. She nodded solemnly in agreement. “Yeah…”

Rocket flapped down and landed besides Tippy. The other pigeon flinched and inched away from her.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Rocket’s beak opened, then closed. She stared at Tippy in confusion.

“Uh, why would we do that?”

Tippy looked away quickly. They don’t know! His brain yelled at him to fly away before they figured anything out. But he was paralyzed by fear, and wasn’t able to move a muscle.

“I don’t know..” Tippy mumbled. “Suliver’s.. gang has a lot of enemies.”

Rocket stayed still for a second, considering his words. She nodded solemnly in agreement. “Yeah…”

Rocket flapped down and landed besides Tippy. The other pigeon flinched and inched away from her.

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