Posts by YourBestNightmare

The bird merely shrugged. She had no flipping idea what she was doing! "I honestly don't know most of those things. I try to avoid the negative, it's how I make others happy!" She signed in reply to Dottie before spreading her wings, offering the seemingly cranky cat a hug. Then she realized something: Dottie was at least twice her size.

Morra frowned softly but understood what was said, she then flew off for a short time before bringing back some tea, offering a cup of the brew to Dottie out of the sake of being polite. Once she set the teacup and pot down, she gave her reply, "I know." She nodded at this and continued, "But I want to die, knowing that I made someone happy, that despite my bad luck...I gave someone good luck. Sure, we can't avoid all negatives but...the least we can do is try our best."

((...There is nothing to track. No one is replying to this...like at all...I mean, if you want to join, just join. There isn't any point in me being about here if all people will do is track and not bother replying to WHAT they are tracking. 0-0

Morra would stop moving for a moment and hopped out of her costume, letting out a gasp of embarrassment when she felt her plumage, it was sticking straight up! In a fit of panic and lack of self dignity, the bird would flatten the stuck-up plumage and began to speak in sign language with her feet, "I am murdering flowers!!" She exclaimed and thought about her actions for a moment before adding, "And looking for food. I just like wearing my costume. I was told that I can't be a Jedi or a Sith so I figured that I would become an AT-AT." Yes, the poor Fletchling had no sense of logic whatsoever.

Oddly enough, Morra didn't seem to be bothered by the two cats, granted, she had no reason to! It was common to see the bird offer up tea and cookies up to ANYONE! Even Crocodiles and the genocidal folk. She always listened to their stories and even wrote them down for her to read later. Morra was just a very sweet and caring being in her own right.

It would seem that birds are not normally around this plane of existence, or at least...it seems that way. Of course, that didn't stop a certain little bird from walking into The Rift, wearing an AT-AT costume and tweeting out the Imperial March. Granted, her song was quite muffled since her face was covered in cardboard. Keep in mind that Morra is about the size of a Blue Jay and wasn't really capable of doing much harm besides pecking and clawing at you. And it seems that she wouldn't even want to harm anyone, despite her being in a costume that the resembled a giant mech that was basically the physical embodiment of Monday for Hoth and Endor to an extent.

But there was a downside to her costume; she couldn't see what she was doing or where she was going so Morra was bumping into pretty much everything...even the air which cannot act as a solid object. After a short while of tweeting the Imperial March, Morra switched to tweeting the tune from Hello. This mixed with her own sound effects for her AT-AR walking made Hello seem like Skrillex got ahold of it and decided that he wanted to prank Adele by filling it will mundane AT-AT noises for no bloody reason.

The Fletchling paused and gave off a shrug, unsure of how she wanted to go about this. Keep in mind, Morra rarely used her voice for speaking, most of her conversations involve her using her feet for sign language. So naturally, she took off her costume and signed both a greeting and a decline for help. While Morra didn't mind being helped, people had a habit of helping her and then trying to adopt her. Granted, she was also slightly uneasy at Toru's appearance but the bird figured that his appearence cannot be helped.

At cats, Morra was fine but when a HUMAN came close, the small bird immediately flew behind a bush to hide, letting out several nervous chirps. Granted, she would not attack the girl quite yet but this isn't to say that she couldn't. If Sera cornered or tried picking the Fletchling up, she would be met with many defensive pecks and claws. Mostly for self defense to be honest.

"Morra." She signed in reply and remained behind her bush, unlikely to leave until the human did. As adorable as she was, Morra knew better than to be anywhere near a human being, she knew the tales of how they destroy and take, constantly trying to kill themselves like infants. They were the very thing she stood against!

Morra didn't bother replying. She had heard of Windclan and of how...barbaric they have been in the past. Of course, being the tender snowflake that the Fletchling was...she didn't want to be near anyone who was associated with them out of fear for her own safety.

Eating the smol bird would be a bad idea, given the fact that she was a disaster magnet. Speaking of which, a bolt of lightning would blast harmlessly behind Morra and caused the young bird to become even more scared, to the extent where they started crying hysterically.

As all of this went on, an anthromorphic bird would be walking on her hands towards Lessa, a smile being upon her beak while she wore a costume that looked like it was from a circus, far away from these lands. When she hopped off her hands, she landed on a rock by the front of her feet and just hung there, greeting everyone in sign language.

Morra would look at the letters before returning to her regular form of a small bird, signing the first paragraph of the book as she read. She did this mainly to amuse herself hut if it made Lessa happy then she couldn't really give a crap now could she? Who would she think she was if she wanted to tiny pine marten to NOT be happy?

"Uhm..." She signed out of nervousness and uncertainty before letting out a sigh and dropping her signing altogether as she spoke in a very beautiful voice, "Am I unwanted here for the time being? I assure you that I don't want anyone upset because of me...can't we all be friends...please?" She asked, shaking out of fear of the cats. She knew exactly what they did to birds and it always spelled for their doom...

Morra frowned deeply and sighed before speaking in a soft, sisterly voice, reading out that same paragraph before hiding behind her wings and squeaking, "Please don't eat me!" The fletchling was literally scared of everyone because everyone could eat her with ease!

"Are you sure sir? Maybe I should leave, perhaps to grab yourself and your granddaughter some tea..." She stammered nervously, calmed only slightly by how Han reassured her but still...Morra didn't want any cats sneaking up behind her. Granted, all she would do is bawl pathetically and make attempts to fly away which would likely fail.

So...Morra has decided that it was a good idea to hand off a rock by her feet, below her, lots of spiky rocks awaited for her. Keep in mind, she was in her more agile, humanoid state, this allowed her to just hang there so she could clear her mind. So much has happened lately...mostly with her visit to Stormclan and the sour opinions a few stingy members fed her about Windclan. Of course, she believed them. While she was incredibly dangerous and adorable, Morra was often very easy to manpulate and clueless as such. Basically, she was a feathery Tai-Lee from Avatar, minus the standard circus clothing. One could assume that Morra must have been stupid to come here, given the fact there were two Sith who were known for being manipulative! That and...members of the light side and those who are in between good and bad seemed to roam here as well...but why not have feathery Tai-Lee come in unannounced to say hello? This couldn't possibly go wrong at all!

Morra would blink a few times before flying off to bring back a small teddy bear and a tiny nest for herself. Seems that she really seemed interested in the story just as everyone else was. After flattening her plumage, the small bird curled up in her tiny nest and pulled a blanket over herself, her claws hugging the teddy bear.. which was a Teddiursa.

With the sound of flapping wings and tired pants, Morra finally landed in the territory of WindClan. Of course, being the gullible and cute mess she is, Morra thrusted a twig into the ground and exclaimed, "Now that I am upon this land, I shall call it...this land!" Now that she got that out of the way, the Fletchling put on her cardboard AT-AT costume and began walking around, making thumping noises with her beak.

"But This Land is more catch! I even brought toy dinosaurs!" Morra whined and took off her costume...and she was smaller than the bunny. Keep in mind, she weighed 3.7 pounds and was an inch tall so...Morra was really pathetic, in fact...she was smaller than Lessa! This being said, the Fletchling would run around screaming if anyone besides small beings even laid a single paw on her. Of course, this didn't stop her from flinging dinosaur toys all over the place while tweeting the Imperial March.