Angry Bird

by Thadius0


June 17th - 18 pills left

Well if I had to sum up today, it would be pain.

Oh hush, it wasn't that bad, pulling out your own stitches.

It still feels like I did it wrong. What I wouldn't give for a medical professional.

One that works on griffons?

Grr...fine.

And if you want to talk about pain...

Yeah, I know. Asphalt roads were not made for landing on. We tried flapping today. With mixed results.

If by mixed you mean none at all. I swear I left half my fur back there.

I at least managed to land on grass more often than not. But it still hurt to land like I did.

I felt...something. For a moment. It almost felt like I was actually gaining some lift.

Yeah, I know. I felt something like that as well. Almost like I could almost stop my falling if I just flapped harder.

Ah well. At least we accomplished everything else we set out to do, right?

More food, refilled our water, scouted out a few locations for us to raid later. And we even found a parking garage we can look at in the near future. Now all we need is to get lucky and we'll have everything we could ever want.

Rechargeable transportation. That's something I could get behind.

We might need more cords...there's no way we're fitting a Tesla anywhere near here if we need to charge it up.

We'll worry about that when the time comes. Get some rest. Tomorrow's another day.

Yeah, I know.