(Kim P. O. V.)

I was sitting on my bed, thinking about my father, hoping that he will be okay. The sky, which used to be clear, and sunny, was now covered in a blanket of clouds. I watched a breeze blow leaves around in a angry spiral, before floating back to the ground. Aurora was silent, standing on her perch, frowning.

"What's wrong?" I asked her. Aurora looked up.

"Do you think there is anything special about me?" That was a question I have never heard her ask. Or expected her to.

"Of course! You are the best bird I have ever seen!" I yelled. She shook her head.

"No, I mean magical." She said. Well she can talk, but I don't know about anything else, or if there even was anything else. If I never really explained it before, spirit birds have magic in them. Some can heal injuries, turn invisible, or even move things with their mind! But I don't think talking is one of them, or people wouldn't treat us, the way they do. I heard my cat Luna, meow in distress. I sprang off the bed, and ran downstairs.

"Luna!" I yelled. Aurora glided down the top of the stairs, and landed neatly. Wow, she's getting better at gliding. I shook my head, no time to think about her landing right now. Aurora looked out the window, and her beak dropped.

"What is it?" I asked.

"It's Luna, she's fighting!" Aurora yelled. Luna? Fighting? That doesn't sound like her. I looked out the window, and saw our neighbor's german shepherd, being clawed by our cat. But there was something in his mouth, I recognized the object instantly, and rushed outside. Luna tackled the dog, it fell and ran home. I walked over to Luna, she was nudging the ball towards me. I picked it up.

"Is that a-?" Aurora tried to ask.

"Foam football? Yes it is." I said cutting her off.

(Flashback to when Kim was four)

Daddy walked in the room with a big smile on his face. I looked up from my book.

"Hey Kim, do you want to throw this football around?" He asked. I shook my head.

"No, daddy. Girls at preschool say that it's a dumb sport." I said.

"Oh, Come on. Just one game of catch?" He asked. I shook my head again. Dad frowned, but only for a second.

"Sorry, dad." I said.

"Alright. You can keep this if you change your mind." He said handing the football to me. I nodded. He waved, and I continued reading.

(End of flashback)

"I was such a fool." I said to myself.

"What?" Aurora asked.

"I would give anything for just one game." I said.

"Again, what?" Aurora asked. I shook my head.

"Nothing." I said sadly. Then, I smiled, and threw the ball over to her. She jumped, and caught it with her talons. But she fell to the floor.

"Hey! Why did you do that?" She asked, attempting to sound angry.

"I don't know, I guess I wanted to test if your magic power was football. It's not." I teased. She grumbled. I walked over to her, and sat down.

"Hey, there is something magical about you, I'm certain of it." I said. She looked up at me, and smiled softly. It began to rain, but we stayed outside, playing football.