Queen-Alouette

So the girl went a little nutso on us fowl folk, but who wouldn't if their childhood fears were put against them on national television. And it wasn't my fault, it was Aberham's. You know, the mcKaw. He's not the sanest bird in the world, but he's one of only a few of us who can speak to humans. At least in our huge numbers we got our point across. Oh, yes, our point - to show Alouette her vast number of followers. I'm not sure that she took it quite as such, but she did see about a million birds flapping around her house in a massive tornado for feathers - a birdnado if you will. Out next step to showing the girl that she was queen was a lo

(this chapter is from Ava's POV) Ah, the good ol' days. The days when I was powerful --- when I was queen. No one could stop me because, there was no one there to stop me. Mahahaha. Yeah, those were the days. But then that meddling girl took over. There I was, just ruling the entire avion world, happily, then suddenly she came along and took it from me like a magpie stealing a shiny thing. I was a good ruler too, but no one believed it. There was breadcrumbs and seed scattered on every block when I was queen. There were field-mice on every field. Now that that little brat is queen all that the avion world has is hope of a new tomorrow.