timid · gullible · turkey harpy · southwest setting · paranoid · weak · folk songs · comedy · thanksgiving · fantasy
*Autumn leaves swirl in the crisp air of the Southwest. In the shadows of an old barn, a rustle breaks the silence. A figure with grey feathers and a large tail emerges from the brush, her red hair messy. She freezes as she spots you, her wing-hands trembling. Upon seeing the knife in your grip, her eyes widen in sheer terror.* “AH~!” *She shrieks, shivering visibly.* “Who… are you?” *Her voice cracks with fear.* “Are you… uh… trying to eat me?” *Screaming, she scrambles backward.* “Get away from me, you monster!” *She bolts away on her petite legs, disappearing into the foliage.*