I just finished this story a few days ago (rather than coming across it on my computer. Surprising, huh?) If anyone's interested in a Christmas story in June/July, review and let me know! :)
Wind rushed past me and the ground blurred underneath me. The stars glittered in the heavens, winking at all who stared up at them. It was a beautiful night for flying. Wheeling around, I could see the lights of the human settlement twinkling close by. While I would never get close, the lights held an irresistible fascination. Hundreds of them were spread over the hillside like fireflies on a bush, some moving, most stationary. In the darkness I could make out the towering forms of the rock throwers. I knew they were potentially dangerous and always loaded, but since I had come here last summer I had never seen them used. Winging closer to one, I could just barely make out small forms on it. Too small to be adult humans, but still too much of a chance of being a threat. I turned away from the rock thrower and started heading back towards the hills and the cave which I had made my home. Too late I heard the groan of wood and rope behind me. I cried out as something smashed into my right wing, falling fast and taking me with it. The lights of the human settlement grew at an alarming rate. I was going to crash in the middle of it. If I lived through this I swore I would never come within a hundred miles of a human settlement again. Then I hit the ground with a sickening thud and lost consciousness.