Redhawk Caldera Her hardest hue to hold

Ponyboy had seen birds before- typically from a distance- but this one was really something else. The claws were long and hooked, and he did his best to pin the owl’s legs with clumsy hint feet of his own, but when his foot slipped, the owl’s claws raked down the front of his shoulder, missing his artery by mere millimetres. It snapped at him, and got hold of one of his ears, tearing through his tuliped ear, ripping its felt-like tip clean off. 

The owl’s wings were strangely powerful. With them, the creature batted away Bronte’s valiant effort to save him, and with another loud thump it his him in the ribs, knocking him aside. 


But before the owl could take off, Teya descended upon it, causing feathers to fly. Ponyboy, in shock, fell back against his sister, watching in awe as their mother bit in such a way that made the owl’s bones crackle. Blood dripped down from his torn ear, blending with the claw marks on his shoulder, but in shock, he remained right where he was- still, for once- transfixed on the battle before them.