Phoenix's Story- Part 3

Is there an end to this story?! Yes! But when will it come…

QBN

Hey Bird Nerds! The moment you have all been waiting for… the end to Phoenix’s story!!! Sorry for keeping you guys hanging, but look on the bright side! At least I didn’t write a part FOUR. At least I’m not THAT evil… or am I? Read this blog to find out!!! QueenBirdNerd 🙂

Soon the cat started getting even more involved. Phoenix had started swooping down and scouring the rough soil for trails of ants out on patrol, scuttling past unaware of the bird-shaped shadow behind him until he stabbed at them with his beak. Little did he know he was also being closely followed and watched, by the cat, tensing her slender muscles to get ready to POUNCE.

Luckily I yelled out just in time, and the cat jumped, turned tail, and fled to the sanctuary of the bushes. But it had shaken us up. (Phoenix didn’t seem worried a jot, because he didn’t understand not all creatures were friendly. He was living in his own little world of bliss, accepting each and every animal in his wake with opened arms. Actually, wings)

We knew we had to do something about it, but what? We couldn’t keep Phoenix inside, and the cat had been an outdoor cat her whole life! It would be cruel to lock her up in the house when we knew she would yearn for tough bark and gleaming grass and the cool whistle of the wind outside.

We eventually decided we had to move Phoenix away from the danger of the cat, but close enough to civilization so he would still hold the luxury of fresh nectar mix everyday. The best place to move him seemed to be my grandparents’ house, because they had no pets around, so no more danger of being hunted down by a pet.

We called our grandparents to ask if we could move him there, and if they could feed him as well, and they agreed. So that was sorted!!!

The next morning, I woke up excited. This was Phoenix’s big release day!!! (Well, Phoenix’s release day take 2) We had to put Phoenix in the small cage for the drive. Phoenix certainly didn’t like that! If he disliked being put back in the aviary, that was nothing compared to how he felt being cooped up in THIS cage. He flailed and stared up at me reproachfully, as if I was wholly to blame for this confinement.

When we arrived at my grandparents house, I blew out a sigh of relief. Phoenix could finally stop battering the cage with his fluffed-up wings, because soon he would be back out in the whole wide world again.

I hooked the food onto the side of the little cage, and tried to get Phoenix to register where it was. But he was too worked up to care. He’ll find it anyway, I thought, and with that, I swung the catch and opened the cage.

Phoenix flew up and out straight away, wings beating furiously. He circled the sky slowly, then in a flash, dived into the branches of a tree, blurring and mingling with the deep shades of brown and green until I couldn’t spot him anymore.

“Can you see him?” I called. My parents shook their heads nervously. I looked around all the trees but I still couldn’t spot him.

I waited five minutes. My heart started beating faster. I waited 10 minutes, then fifteen. Still no Phoenix.

“It’s ok” my mum reassured me. “He’s probably just exploring”

20 minutes

“Mum” My throat is dry and has a hint of a rasp to it. “Phoenix doesn’t know where his food is”

“He’ll be fine” mum said, though I think she was starting to worry a little herself. “He’s knows how to eat from flowers… I’m sure he will be fine.

WILL he be fine though? Possibilities run through my head. What if he can’t find any native flowers? What if he flies to fly away and can’t find his way back? What if he tries to search the road for ants but end up being squashed by a car?

These thoughts crowd my head, and I try to blot them out, but it’s hard.

Will Phoenix come back? Will he really be fine?

What if I never see him again?

Hey, QueenBirdNerd here… I guess I really AM that evil. Why? You guessed it… there is yet ANOTHER part to this story! Part 4 will come out soon. Sorry!!! You are probably thinking: WHY DOES THERE HAVE TO BE ANOTHER PART TO THIS STORY! Well, here are the answers; 1. I’m evil 2. Dinners ready so I have to go! Cya!!! QueenBirdNerd