Birdshifter Stories

The buzzing of the cicadas was almost music; the whirling of bees in my ears. I laid in the roses on the ground careful not to hurt any. I just laid there in the forest for what seemed like days. I new I had been there for at least 3 hours; I have always enjoyed laying about in the forest. So peaceful and calming, I have had sensitive senses all my life to the point will I get sick if I'm around the city or people to long because of there smell or loud noises. I have been told before I smell very strongly of flowers, honey, and vanilla. I have never been able to us scented things, they make me sick. I have been sickly all my life, bit to me nothing was new. The only place where I could be for long periods of time was the forest. The smell of the morning dew on the grass, it was so calming. All the noise of animals and insects; yet at the same time how still and quite they could be. The forest was the place I went to escape the torture. The over baring smells the sounds, the to vivid colors that move to face, the rough feelings of all the manufactured products. The grass had a natural rough to it, not forced, but at the same time it was smooth a feeling factory made things couldn't get. My thoughts were stopped when the pressure on my back worsened. That was why I was out here, my back had been killing me. But my parents wouldn't care so I went to the forest. I rolled over onto my stomach, the pressure was relived a little bit but not much. It felt like my back was splitting in half. I could feel blood running down both sides of my back, then my head started aching. Like someone was trying and succeeding it pounding in my skull. I knew I couldn't take much more of this, at the edge of my vision was going dark. I heard a light humming noise, before I could find out what it was I passed out.

Two packs. One wanted power, one just wanted to survive. They fought, and only one was left intact. And the remnants of what was once a mighty pack had to flee, on the search for a new home. For the warriors of the other pack are hunting a new type of prey.

Maylin always believed that she was a normal human but when she is attacked by a creature calling himself a blood pixie and then saved by the boy she likes only to find out he is a Naga. Join Maylin as she fights to survive in this new world of creatures and find out the truth before anyone close to her dies.

The Moon and the Supernova

Ravira isn't what she seems. Then again, who truly is? She is seen as a fourteen year old orphan, who lives on the streets of a secluded town called Blackfalls. Most avoid her, as her steel gaze is warning enough. But in the supernatural world, Ravira is the daughter of the Raven Lord. Ravens, are seen as mostly harmless black birds in the human's eyes. But in the supernatural world, Ravens carry the souls of the departed. They are creatures of the dark, minions of the night. Ravira is waiting in Blackfalls for the orders of her father. She occasionally takes the form of her inner spirit, a raven. But she mostly stays in her human form. Tyler is a fifteen year old boy, attending Blackfalls High, living life as well as he can. He is haunted by the death of his mother, but otherwise he is cheerful and supportive of his friends and remaining family. But as a group of rogue supernaturals began a murder spree in Blackfalls, Ravira is finally given her orders. She must protect the boy the prophecy spoke of, the boy that is supposed to return order to not only Blackfalls, but the entire world. She follows him as a Raven, protecting him from the creatures of the dark, and even the humans around him. But how long can Ravira last protecting Tyler from monsters while keeping her identity a secret? Will she have to reveal herself? Will Tyler complete the prophecy and rescue the world? Or is failure awaiting them in the future?

𝓦𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓑𝓸𝓵𝓮𝓻𝓸 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓶, 𝓚𝓲𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓷 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓽𝔂, 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓹𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼. 𝓐𝓷 𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝓵𝓪𝓭𝓮... Verona is trapped in the icy Northern Ridge, a brutal taiga where no one can survive on their own for long. Scarred, lonely, and forever altered by her own magic and Kieran's, she's running out of options. Her closest friends think she's dead, a victim of her own powers. When Kieran makes an offer she can't refuse- to help her with the revenge she's craved since her parents' murder- she has difficult choices to make. But there are truths that remain buried beneath the shifting sands of the Rihlian Steppes, and the snows of the taiga. And they might be best left uncovered.

about a female hawk named Nala Fei. She's known as a protector of her flocks fledglings. She's the strongest in her bird form compared to other bird shifters but lots know she can't shift because she's an egg-born or also known as ones born in her animal forms. They can't shift till they find a bonder or their mates. I do not own this picture. all rights to it is to its original owner.

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