Chapter 67: Hopeless Suicidal Romantic
Yelena glanced down at the phone in her hand, her brow furrowed. Then she looked up at Mika and Charlotte, who had taken several steps back, giving her space, both of them watching her expectantly.
She couldn’t for the life of her figure out what Mika was up to.
The only reasonable explanation she could conjure was that the phone held some kind of specialized audio file, maybe something that mimicked a birdcall?
That would make sense. If technology could mimic such calls, then attracting specific birds wouldn’t be that far-fetched...But she still had no idea about how the bird was going to be killed with a audio track.
So, still puzzled, she took a breath and tapped the first audio track.
Screech!
At once, the phone let out a sharp, high-pitched screech, birdlike, but more piercing than she’d expected. It echoed out into the open air, startling even her.
And just as she was starting to wonder what kind of creature would even respond to a call like that, there was a flutter of wings overhead.
Suddenly, a medium-sized bird swooped down from the skies. It detached itself from a group of others flying overhead and glided down gracefully, landing just a few feet in front of her.
Yelena instinctively took a step back, startled.
The bird was...beautiful. Vibrant feathers in shades of deep emerald, warm orange, and iridescent blue covered its body. It had long, elaborate tail feathers that shimmered faintly under the moonlight.
And it was tall, nearly waist-height, and standing upright, quietly watching her like a cautious chicken inspecting a newcomer to its coop. Its bright eyes blinked slowly, unafraid, curious.