Thoughts telling me I'm lost getting too loud

Aster shrieked in alaram. She jumped straight backwards—feeling Idunn’s nails brush her left wing’s feathers.

Then she jumped again, beating her wings as fast as she could to take to the air. “What the hell!” Aster was terrified, but she was also a little bit angry. She’d never been tricked like this before, and she’d narrowly lost her life due to underestimating the wolf’s aggressiveness and intellect.

She climbed higher in the air, but couldn’t resist shrieking an insult at the wolf from above. For getting away, she deserved the last word, right?

“May bird poop land on your head every day for the rest of your life!”

// out probably !