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>The undisputed ruler of these acres of farmland.
>A braviary.
>It ruffled it’s red and dark blue wings, perched atop the chicken coop and stared down at its subjects.
>Cocking its head to the side, it eyed every hen and chick below with cold, avian curiosity.
>The hens scrambled, bumping into one another.
>Those too far from the chicken coop huddled together against the walls of their closure.
>They weren’t clucking, they screeched in terror.
>The breviary readied itself, lazily stretching its wings.
>Taking its time.
>Part of you wanted to let nature play out, but the other wanted to tackle the thing and wrestle it for answers.
>Thinking kept you frozen.
>Was that thing human?
>Ever human?
>You presumed other Pokémon would be sapient like you, but…
>What happened to you was bizarre enough.
>You were lucky, yes, but were you extra lucky?
>Fortunate enough to remain sane?
>Maybe it was a bird before? Some other animal?
>What if it was still someone who simply didn’t care?
>A farmhand loading a shotgun shell brought you back.
>Not for you. His ire was directed toward the raptor threatening his flock.
>Your hand was forced.
>Though you sounded far different, your voice still worked.
”Wait, wait, wait!” You shouted.
>Charging a man with a gun was a foolish idea.
>But you could do it.
>It felt like bullying, in a way.
>Mid-reload, he didn’t have a firm grip.
>The old man approached retirement.
>And looking in your direction put the sun in his eyes.
>He noticed you at the same time he realized you plucked the shotgun from his hands.
“Just gimme a sec, alright?” You asked without asking, tossing the firearm far to the side.
>The poor man backed away in terror, putting his hands up defensively.
>He only lowered them when you stealthily crept away towards the chicken coop.
>He scratched his shaking head, puzzled.