I was among my flock in the sky, hunting for a new nesting tree. The old one we had now abandoned, remained limp and stunted after the hard usage from the flock. So we're hard on things, but what else can I do? It's in our DNA... or at least that's my excuse. Ha!
"There!" leinad, the leader of the flock with the largest set of claws and and wings shouted out. His eyes aimed at a fully grown and wide spread branched tree that rested strongly near a creek. All of us followed as he made a dive for it.
What's going on? I thought, feeling a sharp shriek flow through my brain. What ever it was, it knocked me off balance and took partial control over my body causing me to suddenly tear away from the flock. I noticed while sailing aimlessly through the air, unable to choose what my wings did, that what ever had passed though me had passed through all of them as well.
Suddenly everything cleared from my mind except that I was looking for something... something to kill. My vision, which had otherwise been in color, turned everything a pale shade of yellow. Killing things was never really my thing, unless you can count a bananapple as being killed when I'd consume it. (a bananapple is kind of like a banana and apple). I was incapable of thinking anything besides kill...
The flock had reformed and together we were a mass of vicious angry birds seeking out a slightly chubby two legged creature which was down below shaded in red, keeping everything else out of target, no longer seeking a new home. None of us knew why we were doing this and yet, we couldn't control ourselves either, almost as if someone was controlling us. As a swarm we darted downward in an organized manner, wings spread, beaks open, and claws forward.
maybe there was more in our DNA than I thought...