Nightbird

by Claudia in for it

Authors Note: I wrote this as a story a while ago, but I broke it up and turned it into a poem.... Pls comment!

Kirriana stood
in the moonlight.
It was half-past
midnight,
the time
Kyrie
liked the best.
She wandered out
to the forest,
glancing
around to see if anyone
was watching.
Kyrie then walked,
strolled,
up the hill she knew
like
the back of her hand.
She stood in the
clearing,
bathed in moonlight.
Her spine tingled,
and a
sensation
came over her that she
knew
all to well.
Kyrie
rose off the ground
with
a gentle
flap
of her now full-grown
wings.
She did a tuck-and-roll
in mid-air,
and then
stretched them
into the night.

Kirriana Nightbird’s transformation was complete.