His wings outstretched, the bird alighted on the branch that twisted towards the sky. The long forked tail, which had been spread open and lowered to slow his landing, eased closed and tilted out to assist him in keeping his balance on the tiny perch. Glossy black feathers shimmered in the sun as he tilted his head and looked down at the large beast below him.
As he watched, the bird marveled at the strength and power of such an animal. The vague outline of its shape became clearer as it moved forward. The trunk that had been searching and uprooting the grass lifted for a moment as it looked around at the other members of its family. Massive feet shuffled through the bush, and the bird suddenly dove for the insects that rose from the interruption. With his belly full after following the herd for nearly a day, the bird flew towards home and the nest he shared with his mate.
The young elephant shook its great ears and wondered, not for the first time, what it would be like to have the freedom of the bird that soared off through the sky.
Aww this gave me chills. You have such a beautiful descriptive voice 🙂
Sweet memories from Africa. Very cool how the birds have a relationship with other animals to feed off of the insects that way!
This was a little sweet and highly unusual for #fridayflash. Compact, about non-human animals and with minimal anthropomorphism. Very neat, will share.
Thanks for the great critique! So glad that you liked it. 🙂
Lovely story, Janelle,
applies to humans too, doesn’t it?
eden
Indeed it does. How often do we look at someone and wish we were in their shoes, while they look back at us with similar thoughts. Thanks, Eden 🙂
The grass is always greener on the other side. Sweet flash!
I often wonder that same thing. Then when it rains I think, they must be cold and wet.