i_amangels Litter. [Open]
There was a ball of feathers sitting on the sidewalk, much in the manner a bored person might be sitting on the sidewalk. Unlike a person, the ball of feathers had to feet to rest in the street, and no head to cradle in its non-existent hands, but the feathers were definitely drooping. They weren't drooping enough to trail in the dirt of the sidewalk and get all dirty, but they weren't primed for flight either.
The ball of feathers rocked a little closer to the edge of the curb when people walked by particularly close, and more than once seemed like it was going to fall off and bounce away down the street. A little curl of smoke rose from the street-side ball of feathers, followed by a brief flare of orange light, as if it were striking a match.
Two eyes opened - on the opposite side of the smoke - and blinked up at passersby. One eye was marble-like, bright and golden with a slit pupil. The other was humanoid, with a hazel iris. Both were looking in different directions.
A pigeon waddled over. "Cooo," it said inquisitively, and pecked at a feather.
There was another burst of flame, this one far more visible and directed with more concentration. The ball of feathers lifted half an inch off the sidewalk and floated a few inches away from the pigeon corpse.
Coo, said Progo.
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The ball of feathers rocked a little closer to the edge of the curb when people walked by particularly close, and more than once seemed like it was going to fall off and bounce away down the street. A little curl of smoke rose from the street-side ball of feathers, followed by a brief flare of orange light, as if it were striking a match.
Two eyes opened - on the opposite side of the smoke - and blinked up at passersby. One eye was marble-like, bright and golden with a slit pupil. The other was humanoid, with a hazel iris. Both were looking in different directions.
A pigeon waddled over. "Cooo," it said inquisitively, and pecked at a feather.
There was another burst of flame, this one far more visible and directed with more concentration. The ball of feathers lifted half an inch off the sidewalk and floated a few inches away from the pigeon corpse.
Coo, said Progo.
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