A starry female bird walked out, cooing with passionate love. "Oh...Striped...i'm so happy how our old birds are starting to find a new life! Lets help them." A pigeon walked to a small pool and dipped her head in, then back out. She went in thoughts slowly. She went into Squawk's dream. "Squawk! I need to deliver you a message, dearie." She cooed with confidence as Squawk, a giant multi-coloured parrot, nodded his small head and opened his beak to reply, but shook his head and ruffled his feathers. "Squawk, I have a mission for you! I need you to go and find Polly, Beak, and Blu and start up four flocks in a new territory, which your in right now. Find out the Cold Pool, and remember, we'll be watching you as your go!" She squawked and disappeared in a band of starry mist. Squawk ruffled his feathers. "Flight...i'll never forget you." He murmured, then flew off and disappeared as he woke. Squawk was perched on a branch and itched under his wing, then cawed. He flew off to Polly's home, talked to her, went to Beak's home, talked to him, and then, finallyz to Blu's home, and talked to him. Squawk was out of breath, and had let his friends find their own territory. Squawk flew to his own home and let his feathery tail fluff out as he poked his head into his home. His wife, Molly, sat in the back, pregnant with her babies. "Molly, when do you think they'll come?" He answered, walking in and stretching his gray talons. He layed in the nest with Molly, hoping that she was alright. Molly cawed in reply. "There coming soon...I- oh!" Molly squawked in pain as her babies were coming. Squawk opened his wing and laid it onto her back and watched as she slowly gave birth. It wasn't long before two eggs were under her. Molly gasped with pain after that experience. "Oh my...that hurt." Molly murmured, and sat on her eggs, her talons scraping on the eggs as she got comfy. "Hey...Molly...do you want to make a flock? Polly, Beak and Blu are making one...maybe we should make one too! My mother, Flight, told me to." Squawk spoke up, wiping his beak with a wing. "Yes..." Molly replied, scared. Squawk pressed his beak to her. "It'll be fine. I promise." Squawk murmured then walked out of the hole. "We shall name our flock, FeatherFlock!" Squawk yelled.
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Flocks - The New Wonders
Fantasy-I GOT THIS IDEA FROM ERIN HUNTER- New birds into a unknown territory...four flocks, one starry flock, and the wonders of an passionate birds. Squawk finds a unknown territory and calls upon the other birds to join him into the new areas. As tension...
