Phoenix Maplewood Conglomerate

Easy wasn't really built for speed, but she was young and fit and fast enough for birds as ungainly as these. The dark girl crept closer, wanting to be as near as possible before -

the birds burst out of the brush, fleeing before her almighty wrath! With a cackle of glee, she sprang after the nearest one, catching it on the wing, this time. It flapped ineffectually at her face for a moment or two before Easy gave it a hard shake, ending its struggle entirely.

"Got one!" she chirped, turning to her elder brother for praise.