The Park

Bird chirps away as she practically skips towards the greenest part of town, the park. She even makes a few stops to try and fly there, she was a bird afterall! But sadly, her attempts only result in a slightly higher jump, or a tumble to the sidewalk accompanied by her skin squeaking against the concrete.

Eventually Bird makes her way to one of the park's entrances, the morning sun just starting to break the skyline and giving the whole place a beautiful glow. BIrd chirps once again as she moves towards the picnic area of the park, hopping up onto one of the many tables to get a better look around. Not that it does her much good, as it seems there was nobody around for her to see.

She pouts a bit, her beak curling a bit like her lips used to. She wasn't sure what she could do. She thought away, a few ideas popping into her mind. She could just wait around until somebody came by, but that seemed so boring to her! She could just leave the park to, but what if she doesn't find somebody somewhere else? As she continues pondering, a small tune begins to worm its way into her head, a whistling melody like a lovely bird song...