Disclaimer: …my toes are cold nabs socks… on second thought...grabs sweat pants, turtle neck, hoodie, gloves and more socks. …IT'S COLD OK! I own nothing ok? The thread I was inspired by is at the bottom. This is POV of a stormwing, and how they regard themselves and their world.

Disgusting

I am disgusting. I hear the mortals shriek at me as I pass over head. They despise me, and I them. But yet I am forced to relay on them. For without them, I would have no existence.

The mortals are always fighting. It seems that all they do is fight and kill. And they call us monsters. We simply desecrate the dead that they create. We do not create dead. Humans are monsters.

I was born in this land, this land full of shrieking mortals and their wars. But where else is different? I could fly all over the world and find the same thing. Humans are disgusting.

I see how the fight, how the war. How they hate, hurt, kill each other. No one is safe. I have even seen young ones run from war and be cut down. I do not hurt their bodies. I wish young of my own. But humans like to kill our kind as much as their own. Because of that, mating is hard, and breeding is harder. Humans are ignorant.

I can watch from my perch, or follow an army. And always humans will fight and for what? Land? Pride? You will have no land when you are dead! You will have no pride! So many shall die so their king may have his hilltop? His field? Why must so many die so a King can laugh and brag that he is the winner? Humans are greedy.

I had a flock once. A great flock. We served our king well and I loved him. But the mortals came. They threw liquid-fire at out nests and shot arrows at our flesh. My brother died that day, as did our king, my friends, and my mate-to-be. I did not die. I followed the others and we joined a new flock. Grieving and crying we vowed revenge. But if we hunt humans they will say we are evil, and they will kill us once again. Humans are murderers.

I hate humans. The god's have created us to show humans the horrors of war! But they pass us by as if we were nothing, they go to battle, to fight and kill. And so we must go as well. We must roll their dead in filth and make them stink like us! To show them! Why can humans not understand! Humans are blind.

AN: Maybe not really a stormwing's view on the world, but my own edited opinion on the human race. I actual have an idea now for another fanfic to write. Why don't I have my writing book? (Please keep in mind this is a crappy piece of work, it is 2:15am here, so I'm not at my...link don't work here...

Hey, it is now...5am. So I have no patience who want to email to post little facts like :stormgwings love war" or anything like that ok? Its late, I'm tired and I have no intrest in spelling and grammar right now!