The Archer by Peacock or Raven?

UNBEARABLE by Condor

From the Claws of Death by Condor

Mako by Magpie

Cat Sitting by Condor

Bird Friend by Condor

Stone by Swift

a chill breeze greeted me on my walk.
the wind made the trees sway, grass rustle and water ripple.
the only thing unmoved by the wind was the stone by the pond, where the koi fish chased one another playfully.
wind can raise dust-clouds and banish storms, yet the stone was unmoved.
for some reason it seemed a bit sad.

Nature's Stairway by Falcon

Magic Dewdrops by Cardinal

Dad by Hummingbird

Dad will be home soon
and we'll play all kinds of games!
go walking 
and swimming
(maybe I'll even get him to dance in the rain!)

Life is a long road by Vulture

To me it means that life is a long road and no matter how long it is, there is an end.
And we all will get there.

Autumn by Barn Owl

The leaves begin turning,

And my stomach starts churning.

The leaves become orange, yellow, and red. 

I wish no more has to be said.

Now the leaves are ugly brown,

I can't be cheered up by a clown.

They start falling to the ground,

I hear them falling in every sound.

Clouds by Big Bird (The Yellow)

Distance by Raven

People say distance doesn't matter. People say that absence makes the heart go fonder. People lie. Distance does matter. Distance always matters. Absence makes people grow apart. Whether it's a friend, or a love. They all leave eventually, leaving you alone, in the dark. You're lost, with nowhere to go. And you're not even sure where you've come from. Everyone expects you to just carry on, so you do. But your heart still aches from the loss. It will always ache, because it will never be the same. Yet it's not a death. They're still very much alive. But that almost makes it worse. You slowly lose touch with them, and you grow apart. Eventually, you'll forget you were even that close with them. You may even forget who they are. Or they may forget who you are. It's not fun, distance. People try to make you think it will be ok, but it never is. Eventually, you'll lose everyone to either distance, death, or anger. And I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. But there's nothing you can do about it.

A Hurricane by Condor