Transformation:

 

I sit there, from early hours in the morning till the later hours of night. Each second of the day my head runs through the rehearsal of a see and kill scene. As I sit on this tree I see the open world of a city. I hear the noises of animals lurking closer to me, as I look down I see the gritty ground, the reflection of the sky into the windows, My body is ready for this kill, my wings finesse into the air, my beak sticks out shining, my feet are hooked ready to fly off, and it’s a perfect plan.  The shining light looks down on me as my inspection begins, my feet are hooked onto the trees waiting as any time the moment could come, when I see my pray I will fly down sharply so my pray has no time to react, as I get to this pray, I will sharply take the pray off its feet in a swift movement, I will rip this animal flesh bit by bit, bone by bone until it’s all faded, this will be more luxurious meal of the day. When I fly in the air I get a sense of excitement, as the wind breezes past my face, my eyes widen up as I see the ground getting closer, my mind locked into a killing position, once I’m in this mind there’s no going back, everything seems right from that moment onwards, nothing stops me in my sight, it’s a clear path in my eyes, the suns still shining behind me, as it reflects on my pray.  Finally my journey has ended, I have got my pray, it’s in my arms as the fresh blood pours out, the flesh in between my teeth as I rip the animal bit by bit, the pray is nearly done, the bones of the animal.

 

Every day and night I come out, I come out to see the sun shining down on me, I don’t sleep, and my eyes are on 24/7 look-out. My feet are moving constantly through the ground, my nose sniffs out a sense of food, at the same time my eyes are focused to get food, I am the food for predators, my flesh is the food of one animal, this animal I see form the early start of the day till night, the eyes of this large, detailed predator looks down on me, watching my steps, its examining my moves, I’m scared as any moment this predator could fly down and that will be the end of the day, I’ve got to be careful. The day goes on I go more deep and close into the predators territory, I’ve got to do this, the food is crucial to me, the risk is high but the reward is better that last step was the wrong step, my eyes just locked onto what’s happening, I hear the noise of the predator flying down as the wind whistles as a swift movement is being performed, there was no time for me to react, the blood of my body pours out as my flesh is being ripped, I was a simple meal for the predator. That’s it, The wrong step made this choice, now my life has come to a halt.

 

I succeeded, my pray has been killed, as I’m biting into this flesh, i notice that the wait was worth it, i will finish my meal and return back to my nest and wait for the next pray to come along and fall into my trap.