Chapter One: Changing
It was the focus of her life. The music in her soul, not in instruments, music in the world around her.
A soft hum came from her wings as she flew higher and higher, spinning and soaring through the air before looping back down. Passing a small flock of ducks a sudden bang echoed through the woods, a bullet flying through the middle of them all. She saw the hunter, and angrily flew toward him. He had barely started to laugh at the humming bird speeding toward him when a hawk was scratching his face.
“Where da bloody 'ell did dat thing come from ay!" he yelled, running back toward the car. The hunters drove away as fast as they could. The hawk flew up in the air once and then dropped from the sky, and the figure of a girl slowly emerged from the birds shape and soon the hawk was gone and a pale girl sat on a tree branch swinging her legs and playing with her dark hair. She had just pulled on a simple cream dress when a woman walked underneath.
"Belle! Get down!” she called.
The pale girl giggled “Okay Mama!” and stepped off the tree branch, falling down.
"Isabelle! I wish you would stop doing that!” Her mother scolded as the girl shifted into a black cat just before the ground.
She padded along beside her, the black fur blending her with the slowly forming night, for a while listening to the whistling of the wind. As wind chimes came within hearing distance she shifted back and slipped on the dress her mother had picked up, then ran home. Her mother had raced ahead and was inside long before Isabelle came insight of her home. (([ Still a lot more left of this chapter ]))
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