I had finally tracked down a bug. A big juicy one. One of those giant ones that looks like a mosquito, but like, 40 times bigger. It wasn't enough for me and the missus, but it would feed the kids. I lunged at it, crippling it's leg and tackling it to the ground. I chased it from the tree into the grass and then onto the hard gray surface. I knew it was getting late. Humans were starting to stir, but this bug was proving tricky. If I could just kill it and be on my way...
One of them was coming towards me. I couldn't let the bug go, it was still alive, and damnit, I need dinner! But this human was getting closer. I had seen bigger ones. Humans attacking birds were rare, more likely, it was after my bug. I couldn't let it have my bug. It looked female, from what I knew of them, the female ones had the long fur on their heads. She stopped and looked at me. I knew I had to make a stand. It was my bug.
I puffed up my chest. The bug was down for the count and hopping away on its half-leg that it had remaining. I kept one eye on the bug and one eye on the human. I jumped between my prey and the human, making my fierce attack noise. Hopefully humans can't tell I'm getting over a cold. She moved forward. I kept myself between the human and the bug. IT'S MY BUG. She kept walking. I kept my feathers fluffed and my stance strong, keeping myself always with an eye on the bug and a glare towards the female. I think she got the picture, and she slowly backed away.
No one more humans will mess with me. I finished off the bug and brought it home. The kids were fed, the missus was appeased, and I got a compliment for scaring the human. I think she was actually worried about me coming home late. For once, I'm a little glad that I work in an area that's a little sketchy sometimes. I feel good about myself. I scared a human today, all in a day's work.
