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Max POV
I could always tell one there was something wrong with one of my flock. It gave me shivers while I slept and made my heart beat just that tiny bit faster. This was one of those times.
My eyes opened on the branch I sat on. Did you really think I'd have the luxury of lying down while I sleep?
Iggy was on watch. To be precise, he was on listening. To any normal person, it would've looked like he were asleep, but Iggy wouldn't do that. He knew he had responsibility when he was on watch. He was just keeping his eyes moist. After all, it's not like he needed them much.
When I slowly shifted on the branch I was on, his head tilted up a bit and he turned his head in my direction.
"Max?"
"Yeah, it's me Ig. It's my watch now, take a break OK?"
"Sure thing."
I grinned a little at his immediate sleep. Then again, long days tire all of us out.
I did a quick scan of where we were sleeping. Nudge and Angel were huddled up together. Without Total for once. Because he was living it up snuggling next to Akila on the opposite branch. I smirked.
Gazzy and Iggy were on separate branches, but on the same tree. Iggy was getting taller and taller. He was almost as tall as Fang.
And finally Fang. He had his own tree, it was next to mine. We were all together in a tight circle, so we had each other's backs in case some flyboys jumped us.
But that wasn't my concern right now. Remember that feeling of something weird I was talking about? It's Fang.
You guys probably might not know, but you could guess. Fang was like a rock when he slept. He didn't move at all, just sat there and closed his eyes. Right now, he was tossing and turning like someone just stuck him in a claustrophobic dog cage.
His head suddenly jerked very violently toward the tree, his neck pointing to the sky. The veins in his neck were outlined and he was…licking his lips? It looked as if he were badly in need of a drink. His breathing was strained and he was taking massive gulps of air through his mouth. What the hell was going on here?
"Hey Fang?"
He still didn't wake up. Now this was getting beyond weird, Fang wasn't a deep sleeper.
"Fang?!" I whispered harshly.
Suddenly, his eyes opened wide and he fell out of the tree. This led to 4 very distressed bird-kids.
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