Angry Duck 소설 & 이야기

Maeve babbled back at full volume, words tumbling over each other, then shrieked as the image jolted sideways. “Hey!” Mac barked. “Miles, we don’t snatch—” The phone was abruptly yanked away. The view bounced, the sound went breathy and fast, and Miles’s face appeared mid‑stride, eyes wide with urgency. “Dadda,” he reported seriously, as if delivering critical news. “Duck.” “A duck?” Aiden asked, leaning closer. Miles nodded hard. “Big.” Behind him, Maeve’s wail cut through the call. “MIIIINE!”

~Big Duck~ A duck looking. A male one. They are yellow-white in colour, with a light golden beak. They have a feather that ranges from light golden to white in colour. The tip of the bill is yellow then fades to a lighter horn colour with a yellow core. The feet are yellow in colour. :Length, 70 inches ( /mostly 140- 200 cm when fully grown) : Wingspan, 4 ft. : usually found around mountain, hills and cliffs. : They are carnivore and usually hunt during the day.

Forget it They are angry.

I scream as I angrily throw the glass I was holding in my hand and its shattered pieces spread across the floor. I can feel anger rise in me as my eyes turn yellow and my fingers partially transform into paws. I walk over to the sitting area where I lift up the couches and angrily throw them against the wall, caring less about the ruckus I’m causing in the living room. I walk over to the flat screen TV and angrily push it down from the cupboard. A few servants rush into the living room but none of them has the courage to approach or try to stop me. They very well know what they’ll be getting themselves into if they attempt to do that. I scream in fury as I pick up the glass table at the