The curse— RP

Moth flew up and looked at the hawk. The pigeon was struggling. A lot. "you're going to be dinner eventually," Moth said in bird language, "so you might as well stop struggling."
‘ IM A PERSON! I DIDNT WANT TO BE THIS WEAK BIRD THING! CAN YOU HELP ME?!’ She cooed, while trying to peck at the hawk’s eyes.
 
‘ IM A PERSON! I DIDNT WANT TO BE THIS WEAK BIRD THING! CAN YOU HELP ME?!’ She cooed, while trying to peck at the hawk’s eyes.
Moth tipped her head, "ok. You there!" she said to the hawk, "I've tried that kind of thing before, it makes you sick!!" she shouted, "like, really sick! drop it!"
 
Moth tipped her head, "ok. You there!" she said to the hawk, "I've tried that kind of thing before, it makes you sick!!" she shouted, "like, really sick! drop it!"
The hawk dropped Maybelle and she went falling to the ground. When she finally hit the ground, she turned back into a person. ‘ Finally.’ She muttered, shaking herself off.
 

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