The bird lady

Celia wondered if she hit her head a bit too hard on the way down. She never saw a giant, walking, talking cat before. And by the looks of this cat’s face, he’s never seen a large bird lady.

“Wanna come back to town? I could show you around if you want.” 

Celia wondered if she hit her head a bit too hard on the way down. She never saw a giant, walking, talking cat before. And by the looks of this cat’s face, he’s never seen a large bird lady. 

Celia's day could not have been worse. First she was sold a very incorrect map, then chased off by some very rude brutes, and now the strong winds made her crash into a tree. After taking a nice tumble through the open arms of a pine tree and landing ever so gracefully on her bum, she sat, dazed for a moment. 

I FUCKED UP.