Pound. Pound. Pound.
The pounding on the door intensified. The resident of the house woke up, creeping to the door and opening it just a slit. "Who is it?" The resident whispered.
"Obsidian." The newcomer replied. "Come on, it's time."
"Operation Fire Extinguisher?"
"What other operation do we have, dummy?" The person outside hissed. "Hurry!"
Down the street, in a grand castle, a rebellious plan slowly forms.
"Is Kestrel asleep?" A man, with deep blue eyes, asked.
"I think so." The woman, who just came in, sighed, closing the door behind her. Her indigo eyes were dim with weariness. "I'm tired, dear. And these so-called-rebels aren't helping."
"I know." The man sighed. "I'll send out some reinforcements. Kestrel ought to not live in such a dangerous situation."
"Where do you think she's been going?" The woman asked.
"What?" The man blinked, confused.
"Your daughter has been disappearing at random times for over a week and you didn't notice anything?" The woman asked ingeniously. "Honestly, Breeze, you should pay more attention to these things!"
"I'm sorry, Ember." The man, Breeze, said.
"And sorry you should be." Ember said angrily. "A princess like Kestrel should not be off playing in the yards like that. And she's 13! She should know better!"
"I'll talk to her tomorrow." Breeze said. "Let's go-"
"You won't be going anywhere, Your Imperial Majesty, Emperor Breeze."
BANG. BANG.
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Fight or Flight? (DISCONTINUED)
ActionA kestrel is one of the smallest of the falcon family. When faced by a bigger enemy, will a kestrel choose to fight or flight? Kestrel, the once princess of a great empire, is now on the run. Her parents killed by rebels, Kestrel is on the quest to...
