<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/SciFiFantasyWings-of-LightWings-of-Light-wmjpgrZd560074-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/33217c9a2fdcb64300e65a15328c338d6ee5397f-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Phio<br/>Rare and Exoitic Phoenix<br/>appears 17-19<br/><br/>Phio was flying through the air. Minding his own business when he heard a twang. The first arrow had missed and he had changed course. The rare "bird" was feeling a bit of panic. Why were people shooting at him?! He had done nothing wrong. He would not taste very good. If he was eaten he'd get reborn but he would be a kid again for awhile That always sucked! He was flying faster when the second arrow from another man rushed through the air. This air struck him through the wing and angle into his shoulder a bit. He wobblily flew until began crashing downwards at a forty-five degree angle. Thudding through tree branches and landing with a groan on his back. Wings spread. The wing with the arrow through it spread at a weird angle. He was flickering every so often to his human form. His eyes closed and a tear trailed down his cheek. It burned like fire but not to him.<br/><br/>In his human form the arrow was through his arm and buried into his shoulder. Either way it was painful. He heard someone come and opened his eyes. It was a woman. Was she going to eat him too? Then she picked him up with such delicate care. He let out a cry of pain as she moved. Please let her take out this arrow. He thought to himself. Letting outa musical sound as she pulled the arrow out of him. Blood trailing down his shoulder and wing. He heard arguement a few moments after he closed his eyes again. They were talking about him. He was not food. Why couldn't they understand that. Why were they calling him bird? They must not realize I am a phoenix. He thought to himself. No wonder in that most phoenix died out and he was the last of the rare colored white phoenix's. It was no wonder he was thought just a rare and exotic bird.<br/><br/>He listened to what they were saying. So the woman who took the arrow was protecting him? It seemed she had claimed him and wasn't going to hand him over to be eaten. He watched with pain filled eyes as the woman picked him up. Flickering to human form again for a second before going back. It was weak flickerings that didn't last very long and went unnoticed by the guards. Did it go unnoticed by the woman? He was suddenly picked up gently and delicately. He heard hoof stomps but began to fade out into sleep. he hurt so much. He let out a musical sound of pain. Blood still coming from his wounds. He opened his eyes and looked at her. Once again he flickered to human then flickered back to bird. Though when he passed out moments later the flickerings became rapid before ending in just the bird. <<span style="font-style: italic">Thank you</span>> he thought to her. Not even aware if she heard it or not.