Namesakes, for god's sakes!

Silvano Sadira · 12-20-2010, 12:05 AM

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No she's cute! I liked it! I didn't really make it easy for you.

Birds had wings, so that meant they could fly. And they did, away from the cold that came when the world turned. Silvano had seen flocks of birds migrate away from the lands, flying away from them all. Once or twice, he had eaten bird cooked and uncooked and they were so delightful to eat. But now, all that remained were the few geese and the occasional owl hooting in the night. But what about bats? They weren't birds but they had wings to fly with. Just as he had been thinking about what it would mean for a bird to fly blind, like a bat, he heard a noise that sounded a lot like feet on crunchy detritus. Snapping out of his reverie, the Dreamer glanced through the conifer's snow coated foliage, squinting to discern a figure not of his pack. He stilled his waving tail and legs, realizing all too late that they were easily visible beneath the boughs of the tree.

On the wind, her words came to him and he flattened his ears instantly in guilt. Whatever this girl thought of him, it was not something good, not from the way her words sounded to him. God, what if she thought that his legs and tail were disjointed? Or his body was bifurcated? Oh, god, that would be bad! It would not due! He had to clarify that he was an entire body in the tree! Pushing himself out of the tree, he fell to his legs. They gave way and he went down on his knees, landing with his chest on the snow. He probably scared the crap out of her, not moving for a good few seconds after his trip. He groaned for a moment, setting his arms up beside him, elbows jutting out. "Ow..," he grumbled, trying to push himself back up.

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