Everything is grey

Proud. Michevious. Damn bird

Flamie flew over head the stones, eyes looking at them curiously. For some reason they looked like some weird pattern, making her laugh at it. Her tail feathers spreading out as she decided to start making a circle to look at it more. Nothing here was good for her, but it never hurt to stop and check things out. Finally moving down she landed on one of the larger rocks. Clicking her beak as she folded her wings against her body. With how things worked now, she was always on alert now that she had a business going.

Flamie relaxed herself as she felt her feathers pull with the wind. Today had such a nice updraft it was a bit of a miss to not be flying in it. However being in the sky all the time was no fun when she was practically new to this place. One day! Her name would be known just like at home, and she certainly hoped it was for all sorts of different reasons good and bad.

MADE BY MINNIE of BTN