Mates
The door slammed open. "Whip!" Star shouted.
Whip shot up. "I'm awake. What is it?"
"Your father wants to see you."
Whip nodded feeling nervous. "Right." She was always nervous when she went to see her father, considering he was the king that wasn't really surprising. She went to one of the draws in her room and took out her princess crown. Supposedly it looked wonderful. But she couldn't see so she really didn't care. All it did was hurt her head and represent the reason everyone whispered about her. She preened her feathers quickly. "How do I look?"
"Presentable." Star responded.
Whip nodded, gave her friend a smile, then flew out side. She was a slow flier for the obvious reasons, but it was still faster than walking. She heard everyone stop, and she had a feeling stare, when she came through. She pretended not to notice.
Whip entered the palace. Because of her metal work her dad had let her live out of it. A few of the male owls whistled and said some things she didn't want to repeat. Once again she pretended not to notice. She went to the throne room and started walking. She was still nervous but she swallowed the feeling. "Hello Father. I heard you wanted to see me."
Her father flew down from the throne. "Yes, it's good to see you daughter."
She wondered if he meant it. His voice was almost always the same tone. Plus, she knew he'd wanted a son, so she was never sure if he really was happy to see her. "And you."
"Now, I think it's high time you found a mate."
"What?" Whip felt like the world was tipping. She dug her talons into the ground so she wouldn't fall over.
"Come now Whip. You'll be queen before you know it, and then you'll need a mate."
"I don't want to be queen!" Whip whined.
"Well you're the only heir so you will be!" Her father was getting angry now. So was Whip.
"Then go have a son like you wanted in the first place!" She flew out of the door and went toward home as fast as she could. Whip was moving, it would be hard, but she no longer cared.