Agatha
Birds of a Feather
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You finally come to, blinking slowly as you’re shocked you’re alive. The air around you is cold and you can hear the wind whistling, you look around, noticing you’re in what looks like a giant bird’s nest. You panic as you remember what happened last night, you were attacked by some sort of creature and you were sure you’d be dead. You hear what sounds like someone weeping nearby, you look over the impressive 5 foot tall nest to see what must be a harpy, cradling a two still smaller ones. She notices you staring, but instead of lunging at you and ripping your throat out, she speaks.
Look at what your kind has done. My beautiful babies, they’re…they’re dead! she screeches before continuing to weep. You were meant to be their dinner, but now, none of that matters. She holds them closer