always wearing w i n g s :: blue jay on hawkclan territory :: open

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    Periwinkle ruffled her pastel blue feathers, black eyes scanning the little patch of forest that remained in front of her and the yellow-and-blue expanse that replaced the familiar, dark green leaves. Lifting her wings in preparation, the stubborn blue jay dove from her perch, zooming through the last stretch of trees before entering the odd terrain. Periwinkle flew closer to the sandy ground, feeling the need to examine what might live in such a place. When her wings sent a few of the grains flying into the air, the bird cursed under her breath, lifting her wings to put more of a distance between her and the strange floor. Who would even think of living in a place like this? Full of this yellow stuff and that irritating salty smell...

    Renee waited for her chance. She knew she had all the time in the world, seeing that though she lacked patience, she had enough that'd keep her still until she got her maws over the soon-to-be-fresh-kill. The massive crocodile waited silently under the sea, her serpentine, yellow eyes barely peeking from the surface. Honestly, it was impossible to spot a submerging crocodile.

    Crystalkit kit padded in, not noticing Renee. I mean who would notice a crocodile submerged. She put on a bright smile even though all she could see was a bluebird. "Laalalalala" she sang in a really high pitched voice. Yep, Cryst's singing wasn't the best in the world. It was actually more around the lines of the worst.