Solar to Lunar

The Stress of Waking up

America just sat there for a moment. Whilst Russia was still on the phone with him, the only thing going through America's head was "Why is he helping me? Weren't we sworn enemies?" America felt grounded though, feeling much calmer now. The bright rays of sunlight shined through and illuminated him and his room pleasantly. How his feathers felt warmed by the sun, now thinking of the present rather than the future or past.

"You good now?"

Russia said in a monotone voice, with slight irritation tied into it. Though, America wasn't bothered by this. Though, wanted to play his part within this moment. His wings shifted to a more comfortable position as he stayed quiet for a moment before finally coming up with an answer.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks."

America sneered in a cocky tone. Russia hung up without another word. America just stayed there for a moment before walking to his nightstand and putting his phone down. Really? The first interaction, which felt like forever ago since he had one, with Russia? America went over to his bed, laid down on his back. Shifting his wings out of the way rapidly as he forgot they were even there. Groaning in slight annoyance, now staring up at the ceiling. His tail swaying as it hanging off the side of the bed. At first glance he seemed to be calmed and relaxed, and he was for once.

America then finally got up and started to walk out of his room. Walking in and out of hallways, and thinking. Just thinking of a solution to all the problems around him. He started to walk out of the building, and had now entered the vast garden. Greenery of all sorts. Lilies, spider lilies, eucalyptus, lavender, daisies, wild flowers, sunflowers, orchids, hydrangeas, roses, carnations, irises, peonies, and more. The sweet smell of nectar had enter America's senses which started to make him feel grounded again. The sounds of birds and crickets , and the pond full of koi fish near the large willow tree. The leafed vines of the willow tree swayed calmingly with the shallow wind. The crystal clear water of the pond made the koi fishes movements visually appealing and their movements were quite graceful.

America felt quite welcomed, walking over to the willow tree as he admired the garden. A slight, soft smile appearing on his lips. His train of empty thoughts were broken when he heard loud yelling. America turned quickly towards the direction the sound came from. America ran the short distance towards the willow tree and ran through the thick flowing vines. Climbing up silently and he hid. Staring through the slight crevices of the vines. His wings lifted slightly, yet positioned in an alarmed manner. The tip of his tail raised as well. His pupils narrowed into more apparent slits. The wings on the sides of America's head stayed closed in closer to his face.

America stayed in that same spot and position, staying alert as he heard the yelling get closer. As it did get closer his pupils just narrowed. Finding whatever was yelling as a threat and was going to attack at any costs. America could feel his fangs attracting out slightly. The tip of his tail started to sway as it remained lifted. America could see the figure rustling the willow trees vines. This rattled America up and felt the urge to jump down and pin whoever it was to the ground harshness. Once the figure came into view at the first second, America pounced and jumped on top of the figure. His hand around their throat and pinning the figure down harshly. His wings flared out and his tail raised with aggression. Holding the figure down with harsh strength, the figure struggling against America's grasp.

America still held his hand won the figure's throat, and his wings remained flared out. The figure had their hand on America's arm in which he was choking them with. Trying to get America to loosen his grip. Though America didn't and the figure just had their body struggling against America. This alerted America and he started to harden his grasp. His legs holding down the figure's legs. Making them unable to get away or escape. America slammed his wings down onto the figures arms in which were trying to loosen America grasp on their throat. The 2 pairs of wings on the sides of his head also flared out. The sun lit up his golden irises which were full of aggression and hostility. America's tail lifted up still with a hostility.

"America calm down!"

America then saw the figures face and immediately loosened his grasp. Letting go rapidly and getting off of the figure. His wings retracted back towards the sides of his body and his tail lowered. His pupils growing slightly bigger with regret and guilt. The 2 pairs of smaller wings on the sides of his head seemed to have relaxed. America started helping the figure get up from the ground of the garden. The past tension completely eased and the peacefulness was regained as America immediately hugged the figure with guilt. The figure hugged America back, brushing their hand against the base of one of America's wings.

A/N: Hi! A new chapter has arrived ^^ Happy October 11! Tell me, who do you think this figure is? I'd love to read your guesses <333