Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

The bright sun had greeted my closed eyes with a burning sensation. The bright flash burned them without mercy as I fell from my spot on the tree, branch to branch. I was on the wrong side of the tree again this morning, I had realized when my sight was regained at the forest floor. The cyote cubs had greeted me with happy yelps as their mother watched closely. It was another beautiful day. heart I had been left in the forest, to be raised by my own instincts with the help of forest and it's many inhabitants. There weren't any animals like me, but it was okay. I enjoyed being diferent, and they didn't have anything against my lack of fur either. I stretched the red wings on my forearms out, and smiled at the canopy, and at the small rays of light it let in. The cyote had already eaten breakfast, by the looks of the mangled deer nearby the drinking pond. It didn't matter much to me. Sometimes, to keep your own life, you need to sacrifice the life of another. The cubs were kind enough to leave me a bit of meat on the ribs. I wasn't much of a fan of deer meat, but I politely accepted. I washed the meat off in the pond the way the raccoons did their food, before consuming it, then I bathed in the water of the pond. The water spirit greeted me. The shape of a fox, but pure water. The spirit loved to play, which is why I learned that trying to breathe while in water is rather uncomfortable. She was what made the water so pure. If it weren't for her, it would be almost impossible for the animals to survive of of the continuous contamination. The water on her body glowed as it jumped about on the surface, dripping peices of itself, but quickly regenerating. I stayed at a safe distance as she dance. Suddenly, she stopped and sunk into the water. My ears picked up a strange noise that became louder and louder. I didn't move, but the animals retreated to their homes. I turned my head to see a giant heavy bird fall into the forest, toppling over several trees. My large ears twitched as I unfolded my wings, and jumped from tree branch to tree branc, each one catapulting me to the next. The bird was broken, but it had a large hole inside it. A creature jumped out from inside the bird. No... Two! They had hardly any fur, and couched repetitively as rising dust poured from the hole in the bird. One of them had a piece of the sun jumping on his jacket. The red, orange, yellow light must have been painful, because he was screaming quite loudly. He removed some of his skin, and stomped on it in the dirt. The piece of sun lowly withered and died, and the piece of skin was just black dirt now. I curiously watched them as I tilted my head. I moved in for a closer look. The one with black fur on his head heard me, as the one with removable skin and yellow hair returned to the inside of the bird. I watched the black hair from the bushes as my ears twitched, and he spotted me. He spoke in an odd way unlike the growls and whines I've heard.
"Can you tell us where we can find supplies?" He said.
"Mya." I said as I got up and looked at him curiously. His face changed to a reddish color. Was he some sort of lizard? arrow I've never seen another animal do that... so that must've been the case. He covered his eyes and fled into the bird, throwing extra skin at me. One red, that matched the fur on my head, and the longer one with useless legs blended with the rest of the forest well. I liked the colors of them, so I began to chew on them. He approached me with one of his paws over his eyes. I thought they were a gift! Or was I to share them? He carefully picked up the red forest skin and tried to tie it around my chest to my back. I guess this wasn't normal skin then. He then picked up the skin with useless legs and tried to put it on my feet, but I already knew what to do. Will a bit of trouble, I put the 'pants' on. I began to learn their language. My own language consisted of emotion, but their language was full of complicated patterns. They taught me new words like 'war' and 'freedom'. I liked the word freedom the most. It brought me joy inside, because 'freedom' was my favorite part of living. They told me that there was more outside the forest, and I wanted to know so badly. The spirits insisted that I stay, so when their bird... or 'plane' was finished and revived, they headed off somewhere else, and I never saw them again.
The sun rose from the horizon 6 times, signifying 'days', and I was eager to see the outside world. Come to think of it, I had barely left the lake where the aquatic fox roamed. Every time I went out of bounds, the raccoon of the soil would push me backward with stones that rose from the ground. This wasn't freedom to me. I talked to the squirrel of green, and she agreed that this wasn't fair. Why wasn't I allowed to leave? As night fell, and most of the animals slept, I quitely made my way from ground to the canopy of the forest. The bright moon shined and encouraged me to leap forward, so I did. My red wings spread out and the wind carried me where I pleased. I soon learned that I could control the wind, and it carried me to the heights I always dreamed of going. The birds told me that it was a bad idea to leave the lake, but the stars told me that I had to. Thefreedom I desire pulled me forward, even as I began to get drowsy. I almost fell asleep, but I woke myself up. Then I noded off once more, and woke up in the middle of a completely different forest. My eyes opened, and noticed some more strangers, but my body ached terribly. They muttered quickly, but I ignored them. I tried to get up, and suddenly felt a sting in my neck. I pulled it out, and it reminded me of a bug without wings. It's bite was abnormally painful for a bug's but I continued to attempt in standing. Two more of these bugs, coming from the stranger's direction bit me, then a few more. The strangers seemed confused, but I continued to ignore the pain that corsed through me. Another few pinched my neck as I looked up at a squirrel. It seemed displeased, and it muttered things as well, but I couldn't understand it. It seemed even more frustrated by this idea and threw a rather large acorn at me. It hit me in the head, and I blacked out.