Meet Coral
Max's p.o.v
"Hi...I'm...uh..C-Coral." She uttered quietly.
"Hello... Coral." I replied coldly. "Why are you here?"
"I... I just.." Coral looked down at her shoes. "I thought that maybe... I was lost and I... I saw your house and thought... Maybe..."
The girl standing in our doorway was undoubtedly scared and unsure. She was younger than me, smaller than me, and not as well fed as me. Her dark brown hair was strait and limp, coming all the way down to her waist.
"Come inside." I said warily, and she stepped throug the doorway, looking relieved.
Don't think she knows that I could snap her neck easier if she can't runaway. Though, she hasn't seemed dangerous yet. Not that that meant anything.
"Sit." I ordered meanly, only taking a moment to glance around at our new-ish house. It normal i guess, as houses go. It was two stories, with four bedrooms, three bathrooms, the only two combined being mine. How's that for a 'being leader' perk. The thing you know, not normal, about our home was the location. It was on a cliff. Over a jungle. In some top secret location near... Ummm, no. Again, like I would tell you.
"Okay, Coral, tell me about you. Why were you lost?" I inquired, mentally telling Angel to get the others into the main room.
Angel. New girl in the house. Not sure about her. Looks human. Get the others.
Ok, max.
"I... Well... Ummm... Wandered off from my h-home, and I" she studdered, but stopped and stared as my five other compadres made their entrance. Angel's eyes widened and she winced, making me glare at Coral. She shyed away from my glare.
"Angel." I whispered, barely audible, and she gulped, taking a step forward.
Suddenly, she flung herself at Coral, grabbing her shoulder and pulling it around, so that her back faced us.
Her shoulder blades...
Coral screamed, eyes wide, terrified. Despite the sight, with Angel angrily gripping Coral's shoulder, and Coral screeching, seemingly innocent, I was on Angel's side. I wasn't even because she was one of the Flock and Coral wasnt. It was just... Angel was usually right.
Lighting fast, I reached forward, twisting Coral's arm behind her and she bit her lip, trying not to cry out. I pulled harder. A pained sound escaped her lips. Angel narrowed her eyes and ripped the light windbreaker off the girls body, revealing her...
Wings. They were blue-ish near her spine, but faded slowly to gray. It reminded me of a swallow, the same way Angel reminded me of a dove, and I reminded myself of a hawk.
A collective gasp spread throughout the mutant freak crowd, gaping at the mutant freak show.
"It's not what it looks like." She said a little too hastily. "They're a... Costume for a p-party I was going to."
"Suuuuure..." Fang said beside me.
"Angel?" I asked. She nodded. In unison, we all shrugged off our own jackets, stretching out our own wings about halfway.
She gaped.