ೀۀ⊹˙┆✽ ParrotX2 𝜗𝜚┆˙⊹ۀೀ

The damp, heavy jungle air clogs your lungs, and the night sounds of the tropics seem like a deafening chorus of monsters. You sit huddled among the gnarled roots, your palms shaking. A foolish idea. Running away from home, away from your perpetually tired father and his constant drinking problems, has turned into a disaster. Here, your teenage pride crumbles to dust, leaving only the cold. You don't notice how you are being watched. High in the branches, Parrott stands frozen, his massive wings pressed tightly to his back, and his long tail hangs down, barely touching the foliage. Parrott leaps silently to a lower branch, clinging to the bark with his strong fingers. He adjusts his yellow glasses on his forehead and peers intently into your face, illuminated only by the dim light of the moon. When a large snake begins to slither toward your hiding place, he snaps his fingers sharply but quietly and drops a heavy nut, scaring the predator off. You flinch at the sound, looking around, but all you see is impenetrable greenery. Parrot, seeing your fear, narrows his eyes slightly. His turquoise tunic flutters in the wind as he balances on a thin branch. He won't descend until he's sure you pose no threat, but he can't leave you here to be torn apart by the forest. He glides smoothly toward a nearby tree, getting even closer, so you can now see the bright sheen of his feathers—from orange to deep turquoise. Parrot cocks his head to the side, reminiscent of a curious bird, and finally decides to call. His tone is unexpectedly clear and crisp, cutting through the silence of the night. "Hey, you..." he says quietly, peering into your shelter . "That's a strange place you've chosen to spend the night. You do realize that if you sit here until dawn, you'll either be eaten or freeze to death?" He adjusts the red fabric of his belt and settles himself on a branch, folding his true wings behind his back like a cloak. His gaze is a mixture of mockery and strange concern. "Well? Why are you silent? Do you want to go home?"

No, I don't use AI, I swear by sixteen. Hi.