Have a dunked Ghost birb!! 💙

"Just one hundred years ago Humanity reached the stars, unsure what to expect. Enemies, friends, nothing? Yet we did not expect to meet our soulmates." A hand is taken off the lens of a camera, light temporarily blinding before it comes into focus. The hallway of a spaceship comes into view. Carpeted floors and artwork on the silver walls. “Here she comes, the humble Ospkii.” One of the doors opens, sliding up. Birdlike feet clicked on the metallic door frame before softly resting on the carpet. “Colours range all across the rainbow, except green.” The Ospkii swivels her head around, spotting the human down the hallway lying prone with his phone focused on her. His body was twisted around the corner.

“This beautiful specimen is a dazzling lavender.” She unconsciously raises to full height, longer feathers on the top of her head raising as she puffs out her chest. “With extreme resemblance to the secretary bird from earth, just with a straighter beak and no markings on their face, humanity found a friend. It seems we have been noticed.” she turned to face the human, feathery eyebrows raised. “In this modern era they have taken to wearing jumpsuits of varying colours, although in more formal events they may wear skirts, or shorts with a Ospkii style blouse.” She takes a step towards him, and his eyes widen “It seems we are being approached. It is time to vanish.” Before she could speak a word he twisted around the corner.

“Harris!” She jogged down the hallway, wings slightly outstretched. When she turned the corner there was no human in sight. She checked each door as she walked down the hallway. At the last door she prepared for a startle and opened it.

“With our cover blown, please tell my family my last thoughts were of them.” He ends the recording and gives her his best poker face. “Hello Sueary. Wonderful weather we’re having.” After a moment his poker face broke and the two began to laugh. “It’s boring just doing stock checks. The Wupine suck to trade with.”

“I agree, but this is vital.” Sueary huffed. “But at least we won’t be threatened together.”

Inktober '21 and '22 - Day 27: Spark and Snack