Tag 7
Firouz walked slowly over to Dermott, his hands bent like claws. Sinbad quicly
stepped in his path.
'Firouz what has gotten into you?' he asked the scientist worriedly
'it's Dermott, he sat on my cooler! what was i supposed to do! do you think a cool
is a place for a
hawk?!' Firouz said, trying to explain to Bryn what had happened. Dermott
squawked.. I don't agree
with that at all.
'How was I supposed to know what it was?' Dermott told Bryn in
mind talk, she
translated for the others.
'It looked strange so I went down to investigate what it
was, and then Firouz
came at me like a mad man, telling me to get away and swatting his hand in front of
me. I was only
trying to defend myself' he sulked. Bryn told the others what the hawk had said.
'Why I...' Firouz
stammered. 'Blasted bird!' Firouz yelled and stormed off below.
'Sorry about that
Sinbad,' said Bryn.
'Firouz just doesn't understand birds. Poor Dermott,' she crooned.
' I'm hungry' A
voice murmured
from behind. The crew turned to stare at Firouz, who was advancing on Durmott, a
look of pure
delight on his face.
' Firouz, ' Bryn said, her face pale. 'What are you
doing?' ... Tag!
The End
