Qeya River a dollar for your future... a dollar for your fate.

bristled and ready to throw down, sparrow remained steadfast as mama came charging upon the scene. he puffed out his chest proud and arrogant, a few angry snorts of air sent hurling towards the stranger like he were an enraged bull.

the lady spoke, and he was quick to twist his lips to a judgmental sneer. "fenómeno," he yapped when she turned to speak to him. "weirdo! shoo, shoo!" he demanded, a paw raised to drive off the stranger from their home.